In going this deep I found a modern way to eat and swallow my food.. But did I find a way to link to my subconscious.. Did I find a modern way to sleep.. Did I find a modern way for my eyes to grow ever fond of my queen.. Could I modify love's warmth and joy.. This feeling could never be modernized.. Love, care and devotion could never be reconstructed.. We could never control our panting hearts.. I love her truelly, beautifully, devotedly and also naturally, Selah.
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