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She's tough and coarse and everything I need, Accepting me for all I really am. Her heart's more loyal than a faithful steed. And every moment gives my soul a slam. There's no perfection in her to be found But all of her is so perfect for me. The total attraction is so profound Her lack of interest leaves me as debris. I touch her heart; she steals my very breath. I reach for more; she pushes me away. Each parting is a puny piece of death As from this stand I cannot make her sway. I've no idea how this story will end But know I'll always love this faithful friend.
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