Oh my darling, oh. I'm sorry that I tied you. It's all that I could do with my bundle of twine You can still speak softly and murmur nothings to me. Your poetry probably sounds like your mind. Oh my darling, oh. You're so beautiful. My statue idol with ropes across his spine. Miss your family? Well, now you have me. And I'll love you til the day I
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