L......M.....
HE HAD NO OTHER THOUGHT BUT
TO LOVE AND BE LOVED BY ME
HE WOULD HOLD MY HAND AND WE'LL WALK TOGETHER
THROUGH THE STREETS OF NANTUCKET
HE WOULD HOLD MY WAIST
AND KISS ME
AND EARTH WOULD SEEM TO SHIFT A BIT
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE WE LIVED.
HE LOVED ME
AND I LOVED HIM
MY DARLING
L........M......
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