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Out from my heart my love for you doth flow,
Whispering words of caring, sounding sweet,
Words so true only you and I do know,
Creating beauty as a special treat.
The wind blows by just whispering your name,
The stars, before your beauty do they fade,
Upon our backs can fall no outward blame,
For love and peace between us two is made.
Maturity has come before your age,
To which e'en I the older can't compare,
Your counsel do I wait upon, my sage,
And gaze upon thy perfect face so fair.
Your answer to my question none can guess,
But please, dear friend, come tell me you say yes.
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