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I wove for your picture frame of my ribs, and made my eyes her guards, and my heart is her servant, if I tried to describe to you what my heart of love carried out all the world's papers, you for me everything in my life, you are my life and my future and my present and my dreams, bonds, confident that I can not Mkhasamtk, or to get away from you, you know why? Because you myself, and can dispense with himself.