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I love you not only for what you are, But for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, But for what you are making of me. I love you for passsing over all my foolish and weak traits That you can't help but see. I love you for drawing out into the light my beauty, that no one else had looked quite far enough to find.
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