Whoever you are I fear you will walk away.
For you do not understand what I am,
As I understand what you are.
I love you. Not in spite of your faults,
But because of them. What would it
Mean to love someone who was perfect?
There is only one god, is there not?
I could sing of my love, of you, my friends,
But I don’t think you could hear me.
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