"Every atom of his flesh is as dear to me as my own:
in pain and sickness it would still be dear.
His mind is my treasure, and if it were broken,
it would be my treasure still."
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in pain and sickness it would still be dear.
His mind is my treasure, and if it were broken,
it would be my treasure still."
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| ps. lydia jane |
"I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head,
and everything he touches and every word he says.
I love all his looks and all his actions
and him entirely and all together."
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I'm going to be his wife!