All My Might

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All My Might

You understand,
You can be my woman.
I will be your man.
Dawn lights the east sweet child,
Come walk hand in hand.
They all think you're grand,
The finest girl to walk the land.
I'll hold your precious hand.
Waltz with the butterflies,
Whistle with the trees,
Broad smile for the lonely,
Breath of life for me.
Love great thoughts of you,
How I wish you could see.
Running in darkness,
Draining all my might to be.

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