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That part of that came from our rivalry.
But not it all. Some of it came from me.
How could someone with my strength easily
Be swept head over heels, and yet not see
I was in love with you? I can't believe
It was so difficult, just to conceive
The possibility. But now that you must leave
My existence, I cannot help but grieve
Because our love was more than words can state.
I realize it now, now that it's too late.