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Dec 2018
I'd never hurt you, dear, please don't misconstrue,
I'd rather cease to exist, than bring pain to you.
Never, honey, let go of those thoughts so dread,
Talking to you, a treasure, one minute on our bed.

You're the only one I need, sweet and complete,
My lovely wife, by my side, a love that's concrete.
To love you hard, to love you deep,
Growing our love seed, a promise to keep.

Let it ascend to the moon, perhaps even more,
Honey, it's me, and I love you, truly and adore.
Written by
Islam Marzouk
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