I recovered this from a note on an old phone of mine from Jacksonville

FLAME TENDER

The flame kindled in the capitol
come to constance in the seat of freedom
known no bounds but preservation of loneliness
and accompanied by muses whose diversion were
costly losses...

This fire I seek to settle, nestle in my heart
safeguard it as my life and that it none shall
harm
for it is as mine own heart that I do love Thee:

Marissa

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