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Drive me not to love thee more The one thing I cannot do Devoted head to toe I dedicate my all With daily memories of you Speaketh please and grace my ears Thine feelings are all that amount On our day of love, to be kissing thee firmly Time is too short, we shall make it count I scoff at perfection, perchance to have thou With a futile pinch, my skin doth not bleed Securing a dream such as yourself Hear me, for I am yours, that is my creed I see, I feel, I breathe the breath of a real man A butterfly beyond, you improved my former me To transform a person such as myself I promise to you through love and time you'll see

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