Offering myself in return
How strange a transaction
Accepting all the highs with every burn
Vast swaths of things we have yet to learn
Each moment could be a treasure
All lost in time's sea
No ways left to measure
Days piling to eternity
Take one more for you and me
Once more, forevermore
Hold tight and learn anew -
Of all the things that I adore
Love, they mean naught compared to
Days piling high with me and you
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