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I would have gladly died
in that cold, icy water
for the sake of once knowing
a great love such as that.

I would quite happily be buried
and be love's willing martyr
just to have looked in those eyes
and in that place once have sat.

I'd feel that freezing coldness
and be interred in miles of sea
to just once escape the aloneness
of a world where there is...
only...me.