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Your memory is the light that guides me,  
that beacon that illuminates each of my days.  
You are shadow and sun on my path,  
a golden bond, a divine destiny.  
The hours without you are empty afternoons,  
the nights a cloak of melancholy.
Even though time moves on and wants to forget me,  
your mark on my soul will always remain.
I can no longer forget you, no matter how hard I try,  
every corner of the world reminds me of your breath.  
You are the heartbeat that gives life to my dreams,  
the spark in the fire that ignites my endeavors.