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You, oh tenderly beloved friend

O tenderly beloved friend, are the source of my happiness, my heart blesses you,

my soul loves you, God will bless us both, and we will be happy and content. 

Certainly thorns will sprout on our way; 

Do not forget how young I am, how little experience I have, I do not have a girlfriend and I fear I will not win any,

how much I detest coquetry my angel, keep me always nice, value me really, and believe me,

I am your faithful friend.

Last modified on Monday, 23 April 2018 10:42

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