Give me excess of it.
The course of true love never did run smooth, but like all great stories first the lovers must face trying times if for no other purpose than to prove thier love for one another. I write this for 2 of the people in my life, one more obvious than the other. To my Romeo, whilst journeys end in lovers meeting - i do not wish to stop just yet. I wouldnt want to walk beside anybody but you.
To Florizel, I hope you find love again with Perdita.
When you do dance, I wish you a wave of the sea, that you might ever do nothing but that.
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