You, see. You are the only one in this sphere to create a mind so unclear. If time were to be my friend, I could send you this trend, To break your heart in two as you doth to me do. But then you shall come with never letting sum of love to be had in times not so bad. How I do desire it so that never shall let I go, but dreams so often are futures softened. You are no dream to be nutured, but a love that drives torture to a heart long strangled and so badly mangled.
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