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love
you,Not
only
for
whatYou
have
made
of
yourself,But
for
whatYou
are
making
of
me.
I
love
youFor
the
part
of
meThat
you
bring
out;I
love
youFor
putting
your
handInto
my
heaped-up
heartAnd
passing
overAll
the
foolish,
weak
thingsThat
you
can’t
helpDimly
seeing
there,And
for
drawing
outInto
the
lightAll
the