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In the coffee stores and tea houses,
In the city of angels,
In the city of trees,
In the cabin by the sea,
In the tent by the lake.
I will always carry my love for you beloved
Through raging storms I am lost in you.
In the eye of these lines, I wish for you infinite dreams.
My beloved.
And if you wish to destroy me, my dear,
If you hate me, I will carry that too.
To the bakery and the butcher,
To olympus mons,
To Mariannas trench,
To the house in the woods,
To the bed of my dreams,
To heaven on Earth.
My beloved.
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