When at last we finally meet
I will not ask, beg, plead or cry;
For you to give me all your love,
You have more strength than I.
And I shall love you for your strength.
And should it falter, love that too-
For both in strength and in weakness,
I am consumed in loving you.
And even now when we're apart,
You'll always hear me sigh-
Wishing I had known you when-
You had more strength than I.
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