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O dweller in the farthest reaches of imagination, how can I explain to the world that I have fallen in love with a phantom, that I have lived with you the details of entire lives in the cities of thought and absence? You were present in every breath and sigh, in every thought that crept into my sanctuary. I sailed in your illusory eyes, and listened to the echo of your voice, which no lips ever uttered. This love became an absolute truth within me, equaling life in weight and meaning. But when I turn towards reality, and stand before logic, I find myself shackled by astonishment and helplessness. Where can I find witnesses who can attest to the truth of what I feel? Who will do justice to this heart wounded by the love of shadows? Who can bear witness to the tears that flowed in secret, to the heartbeats that quickened in solitude, and to our long conversations that never left the realm of imagination? I have no man on this earth who saw us together, no document bearing our handprints, no human eye that witnessed the birth and growth of this love. I have no witnesses to this longing, no eyes to see me melting into you with thorns and passion. In the matter of your noble and sincere love, I have only one witness, who knows the treachery of tears and what hearts conceal. He is the sole witness; he knows how fragrant and pure this love was, and he knows that I loved you with a sincerity that surpasses reality, and with a faith that weighs mountains. He alone witnessed my prayers in which I joined your name to mine, and he saw my anguish when longing for a gentle one I cannot touch consumes me. You will remain in my memory the most beautiful secret, and the firmest covenant that needs no human validation, for it is enough for me that the Creator of this heart is the only witness that I loved you with all the life I possess.
O dweller in the farthest reaches of imagination, how can I explain to the world that I have fallen in love with a phantom, that I have lived with you the details of entire lives in the cities of thought and absence? You were present in every breath and sigh, in every thought that crept into my sanctuary. I sailed in your illusory eyes, and listened to the echo of your voice, which no lips ever uttered. This love became an absolute truth within me, equaling life in weight and meaning. But when I turn towards reality, and stand before logic, I find myself shackled by astonishment and helplessness. Where can I find witnesses who can attest to the truth of what I feel? Who will do justice to this heart wounded by the love of shadows? Who can bear witness to the tears that flowed in secret, to the heartbeats that quickened in solitude, and to our long conversations that never left the realm of imagination? I have no man on this earth who saw us together, no document bearing our handprints, no human eye that witnessed the birth and growth of this love. I have no witnesses to this longing, no eyes to see me melting into you with thorns and passion. In the matter of your noble and sincere love, I have only one witness, who knows the treachery of tears and what hearts conceal. He is the sole witness; he knows how fragrant and pure this love was, and he knows that I loved you with a sincerity that surpasses reality, and with a faith that weighs mountains. He alone witnessed my prayers in which I joined your name to mine, and he saw my anguish when longing for a gentle one I cannot touch consumes me. You will remain in my memory the most beautiful secret, and the firmest covenant that needs no human validation, for it is enough for me that the Creator of this heart is the only witness that I loved you with all the life I possess.

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