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    The writer expresses their deep love for their dear, comparing them to a pink tulip flower in March and the sweet tune of a warble bird. The writer says they will love their dear until the ocean runs dry, the rocks melt with the sun, and the sands of life shall run. Though it may be ten thousand miles away, the writer will come back to their dear, just as they fell from the earth's surface, expressing their enduring love.

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    The writer expresses their deep love for their dear, comparing them to a pink tulip flower in March and the sweet tune of a warble bird. The writer says they will love their dear until the ocean runs dry, the rocks melt with the sun, and the sands of life shall run. Though it may be ten thousand miles away, the writer will come back to their dear, just as they fell from the earth's surface, expressing their enduring love.

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    My Dear L3

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    Omar Adil
    The writer expresses their deep love for their dear, comparing them to a pink tulip flower in March and the sweet tune of a warble bird. The writer says they will love their dear until the ocean runs dry, the rocks melt with the sun, and the sands of life shall run. Though it may be ten thousand miles away, the writer will come back to their dear, just as they fell from the earth's surface, expressing their enduring love.

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    My Dear

    Looking like a pink tulip flower my dear,


    That’s newly sprung in march;
    My dear is like the warble
    That’s sweetly played in tune,
    So deep in love am I;
    And dear I’ll love you still,
    Till the ocean gang dry
    Till the ocean gang dry, my dear;
    And the rocks melt with the sun;
    While the sands of life shall run,
    And fare thee wheel, my one and only love
    And I will come again my dear;
    Though it were ten thousand mile
    I will be back, my dear;
    Like how I fell from the earth surface;
    I Love You, my dear

    Adil, Nuromar
    Vinluan, Fahd
    09/06/20

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