"Here's another poem,like all others before and after,dedicated to you. There isn't anything left to be saidbut I will spend my lifetrying to put you into words. You who is every goodness,every optimismand hope. Your love is a better fate for methan anything I could wish for. If you are a part of me, then youβre the best part. And if you're separate from me, then you are my destination. But Iβve become a weary traveller,so please,let us never be apart."
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