I ask no other thing of you, April
Just do not deny, I am here.
I offered my friendship, to you!
And you accepted.
I now offer my Soul, too you!
Please accept.
I own this Soul, for I give it freely
Too you.
I ask no other thing of you, April.
Except, treat my Soul with care, do not bruise it.
Do not, walk all over it.
For you see, my Soul.
Is my Heart,
Only for You!
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