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a short ode to my love |
| I owe you my dear, The glory of the day; For looking at me Withen me each day. My long lost love has come to me, And I shall be his destiny. For he maketh me; What I am today, For he maketh me; The glory of the day. I love him , care him and make him feel divine For i am he, and he is mine. I owe you my dea, The glory of the day.... |