I am no Hercules,
I cannot hold the world,
I cannot hold your world,
but I will hold your hand
and give you strength.

I am no Apollo,
I have no way with words
or any charm to help me,
but my hear is kind and
it beats solely for you.

I am just me.
Faceless in a crowd,
voiceless in a mob,
but my love for you runs deep,
like the river Seine and
I feel myself going under.

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