I'll wait for you.
Enchanted; otherwise in love.
My love is that plastic rose.
For you the end is never near.
That ocean of apologies I drown you in.
Another apology for what I fail to produce.
Our time is here.
Let us become entwined.
I love you.
My love, my dear...
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