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    Part II of what could potentially be many more...interesting to see how situations change over time, puts things into perspective.

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    How do I profess to thee my love?

    That which was so real, doth now seem a dream

    Nigh’ turns to morrow, insane is this sorrow;


    Thy arms circle another, for me there is no other.

    How do I profess to thee my love?


    If love was just not enough
    Promises made, things said; each day now I do dread

    How do I profess to thee my love?


    That which was so real, doth now seem a dream

    Silently doth my soul scream; I’d still dream this dream


    And wake to be slain, all over again.

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