
I love you not only
for what you are But for what I am when I am with you I love
you not only for what you have made of yourself But for what you
are making of me I love you for the part of me that you will
bring out I love you for passing over my foolish and weak traits
That you can't help but see I love you for drawing out into
the light my beauty That no one else had loved quite far enough
to find
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