the one who loves you the most

Isn't a saturnine morning but is perceived so,
identical like some complaints of yours... —
which not once, you made me listen to them,
even if you fooled yourself, very convinced
I'm gonna let the things come easy for you.

Music's wave is to deliver you another reply
in paralleled dialect, like most of your actions,
certain taboos of your love, here but not here,
there but not there, in an axiom philosophy
of the one who loves you the most... today.

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