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He knows who he is, speaks from the heart, something we’ve shared from the start. He gives me all, and shares my dreams, sees who I am, we’re a perfect team. His touch reaches me wherever I am, his voice as gentle as his hand. He gives me all, we share everything, has made me complete, made my heart sing. In return I give my all to him too, for him, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do. He gives me all, and I give it right back. He’s consumed my world with his tender attack. He gives me his all.
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