you look at my eyes
and see i love them.
you chant my name
and see i love it.
you love me yet
and see how great is my heart,
where you have a place,
that you call your own.
be my bosom friend,
but to see how i love my life,
and to enjoy your dreams,
in which you stroll in my corridors,
that come true.
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