Regrets that flew with the wind

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I've never liked this place
It was never my taste,
but ever since I met you,
I learned how to embrace;

To embrace this city—
and your eyes that sparkles
so glistering while you smile,
While you dance in style,

Meeting you was a wonderful
Coincidence, fate couldn't
Have chosen such a better date,
Now all my regrets have gone,

Because thy love so fine like
perfectly conditioned wine,
I'll let my heart embrace,
Thou, are Heaven's grace,

thy beauty is so seraphic,
though meeting you is
something so tragic—for I know
that I cannot be with you forever;

But meeting you was a wonderful
Coincidence I can never erase,
Regrets that flew with wind
When I met you.

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