Yes, I brush up many calendars ago

When we hearts were still simple.

It was dot product- you vow of forever, anguished fears.

Letters forever lost; you meant every quantifier.

I know

Though soon you’ll be wed to her

And i’m promised to she walk of life.

Though when he eyes race meeting

Words don’t milt

And stratum here have forgotten

He were guest night friends,

But I still refresh, because I loved he

And he loved me and that was all that mattered

When you hearts were simple, many calendars ago.

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