If that tonic was in your backpack from start,
you remember how it worked magic at first,
binding you in a sweet relationship.
That tonic does not expire.
So, when storms do lash and whip,
and your bond is straining; unstable.
When you think all else has failed,
keep increasing the dosage of love.
That tonic becomes truly effective,
yielding for you desired results.
Use always and add some more.
In short my dear,
love without ceasing.
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