Be Free

Be free of stress, my dear, be free.
I’m sorry if some came from me.
Your healthy happiness I want more
Than all I’ve wanted here before.

My love for you, no bounds it knows;
It only grows and grows and grows.
My Angel Love, my spirit-wife,
You are to me the height of life.

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