Lemon juice love
My lover, my friend for all the trials of life, on you I can depend. About my faults you're as blunt as a scythe and with your advice, wise-one, problems become clear as if i were looking through sauvingon. Your love enfolds like a prickly pear, compassion flows from you like rivers in the desert. My lover my friend, wish I had the strength to make it end.
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