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In tender days of old, his love was true,
A flame that burned with passion, bright and new.
But winds of time have whispered secrets strange,
And in their wake, his love has now changed.

Once like a river, flowing wild and free,
Their hearts entwined in perfect harmony.
Yet as the seasons shifted, so did he,
A distant shadow of the man she used to see.

Gone are the days of laughter in the sun,
Replaced by echoes of battles never won.
His love, once steadfast, now a fleeting tide,
Leaving her heart adrift, lost in the wild.

Yet still, she lingers in the memories heat,
Holding onto fragments of love’s heartbeat.
For even though his love has taken flight,
Her spirit finds solace in the starlit night.

And as the moon’s embrace paints shadows long,
She’ll find her strength, her own voice, her own song.
For though his love has changed, her heart remains,
A resilient bloom amid life’s shifting lanes.