dear, forth hold my heart,
only as you dearest know how,
'times trudge it,
as you best know how,
'times lift it,
as you passionately vow
be travails as it be at sea,
be calm as the evening breeze at sea,
clutch thy hands tight with mine as we seek
the tranquility breeze as brisk
the road may be treacherous,
the gossip scandalous,
only the object will decide, ...
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