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This Isn't Very Good, But I Need To Get This Out

I love you not like
a man loves a woman,
but rather like
a bird loves the sky,
how a fish loves the
sea.
The sky and the sea
(both as vast and
mysterious as your
blinking eyes)
both radiate
adventure
and
obscurity.
I want to know more
of them
as I do
you.

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