Regard my dear.

 In sacred hall where echoes rise.

Your voice became my sweetest skies. 

And in that moment, time stood still.

I felt the heavens lean and sing.

As if the angels graced that night.

For every verse, a sacred sign-

That voice was made to touch the divine.

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