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Sail with me to Spain,

Lay with me in the Tuscan sun.

Count stars with me under a Parisian sky,

Marry me in a blue painted Santorini chapel.

Just coast with me, my heart

Let the fates decide, make wishes on Grecian statues.

Pray to the earth and sea, ask for more time.

Ask for more years to spend with me,

I'll ask for the privilege of dying at your side,

Hand in wrinkled hand.

Take me far away, away from light and sun.

Take me somewhere dark, hide me for awhile.

Run with me, to the edge of the Earth.

Promise me, lie to me, fool me if you have to.

If you tire of me, kill me slowly,

It would be more humane than leaving me alone to break.

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