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My heart is a Celtic fort, A sanctuary on a hill Deep within a land of legend Where impossible deeds Occur still. The keep cannot be taken By knights or men-at-arms, For it is closely guarded By layers of love charms. Only Love Gets in the gate… And only Love Can climb the stair. In my bower I am waiting… But only Love Will find me there. No other force on earth Can shake me. In my fortress I remain. I am a bastion to a dream… I am the Keeper of the Flame.
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