I love you

Just as birds fly seasonally
Always coming back where they started
Just like them, that's what happens to me.
No matter where I am
I will always come back to you.
As a safe harbor
Whose sailor seeks refuge
There is no sea or storm
May they take me away from you. 
Just like the August sun
Heats without measure
Thus, at maximum temperature
So, that's how I love you.

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