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Whenever I sit here thinking thoughts of you, my mind is flooded with so many things, so many qualities I admire, so many I gush with desire Never have I known a woman like you, a mystery novel of my feelings unread, leaving me no point of reference to hold, a new chapter for a man so old I can't check one attribute that's the best of you, your mind, your heart, your soul, your friendship your giving, your beauty, your eyes, your love I'll have to check all of the above I dream of you every night I sleep, a deep slumber of love and peace, feelings to me so surprising and new, I struggle with the reality of you I may never know these feelings again but I am overjoyed to have felt them Whether we be lovers or friends, I know that we'll never see an end I can't check one attribute that's the best of you, your mind, your heart, your soul, your friendship your giving, your beauty, your eyes, your love I'll have to check all of the above
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