One.
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One with my core art thou and
closer than senses.
More entwined with my mind
thou than memory.
Thou art mine intake of breath,
one with my soul.
Thy presence is strangely the
same as mine own.
Love me and thou, for thyself
wilt be caring..
For thou and me dearest, need
the same air.
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