If you let me, I will. Take care of you. Never lie to you. Always abide by our rules. Never lie alone, but next to you. And then I will let you … Love me. Hold me. Whisper into my ear. Sweep me off my feet. Then back down to walk on the roads we drove down. For this love is my vehicle.
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