I know not dear what I will fear,
To have you lost? to have you here?
And though it seems so good to hear,
"In good and bad", you will be near.
It seems unclear if you'll be mine,
If tears will fall I'll pay a fine.
Each droplet seen in turn I'll sign,
A blood ten folds from me benign.
For every hand I'll hear a tick,
To you i'll come, you'll hear me speak.
The truth I hid under my beak,
No force can see the words you seek.
All these I'll do for me to sleep,
A girl like you non dare to peep.
Although the road ahead is steep,
fear not, my love for you is deep.
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