Let me tell you my dear,
For one last time would you hear,
That I love you, love you to the deepest of my heart,
Where the tinkles of your laughter are in the deepest pitch ever!
I was born alone and so would I die.
Why should I fear being one now?
For though I miss you,
I have all those pretty memories of yours,
Just within, as if you were me!
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