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A modern poem: There used to be "forbidden questions" you would only answer with hesitation, would sometimes answer "no" just to throw a wrench in my anxiety's gears. Although I guess by now I should know that if you've loved me all these years, there's no reason you would stop now. Not after everything I've ever done or the atrocities I have yet to commit: your life is mine, you insist; I'm the only one you want to spend it with.