Rome

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    Rome

    It's fire, It's passion
    Burning so true
    Desire, led me to you
    Your eyes my burning ember
    In the cold month of December
    Your love is my passion
    My desire to rule an Empire
    My body a temple
    My love a mere wall
    My heart is your chamber
    For all of your days
    Just try and break free
    But one day you will see
    We are meant to be
    One candle, One light
    Satin wrapped so tight
    My love is your courage
    My faith is your faith
    My heart is your home
    And together we shall rule Rome.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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