The Hallelujah Chorus — Sweet Sorrow be Mine.

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I hope you will allow me the freedom — to bring with it the satisfaction, to express my feelings. In my eyes, you are perfection, exemplified, magnified beyond reason and expression. I apologise not for saying these words. The moments spent with you were so brief. They were like stolen whispers in the dark that left one longing to hear more. When you were away — as far as eternity, it seems — my heart pined and…