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Love thee love I feel cannot be found,

May heavens remain jealous for how deep  we bound.

Thee earth spoke follow your dreams and let him be,

Thus it rained thee day thunderd thee night,

A voice thee heart answered he is my sweet dream, 

For shall I trail and plea the supreme.

Oh Dream of mine!

I asked god to give me what I want, 

And was gifted you more than a grant. 

Wish I had an ability express how much I love you.

Wish I was able to lift pain when important made you unhappy.

Is it not amazing how love exposes the power when two are connected?

Is it not happiness already when someone else can share your pain?

Love the love I feel cannot be found,

May heavens remain jealous for how deep we bound.