These last few days,
have in many ways,
topped my expectations.
But they're just the start,
where this lonely heart,
may end it's separation.
If we hold on,
and guard our bond,
I will make you see.
That we'll succeed,
and you'll be freed,
from what you feared to be.
I want the feel,
that's so unreal,
and I hope that over time.
Your mind will be clear,
you'll fight your fear,
and finally be mine.
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