It seems like a thousand lifetimes

Since I’ve felt true love’s first full strength beer kiss

And the magic and wonder of all that

Is lost in psycopathic Avalon’s stormy mists

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They say that all is fair in love

And war only served to break my heart

Plenty of moments when all was and

Is lost in freakish winds that tore me well apart

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For I’ll love true and for a good while under whatever

Rainy, grey or sunlit weather I’ll button down the hatches

And be just a GP calm, happy and free

No more panic driven searching for imperfect matches