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You are my beauty, delight, My angel Sonya and my light. I wouldn't live without you. This mental me to be pursue Through space and all the time, The tall tree of destiny climb. Years ago I to like for you tried, But I'm lost, because I'm tired. I can't liked lo you, now I just Make you good. But awaking past Pursue to me in my dreams. My mental in the sleeping swims... I'm in love with you, believe, But my mind isn't ready for keep. I can not give you a love, It's very than me above. Sorry, Sonya, it's a true... I'm hate it, but it's true!