When I came in this world
I knew what God wanted
For us to be together
Or our lives would be haunted
You dropped out the sky
Made just for me
Even though it's early in life
It still meant to be
There's no reason to ask the world why it goes round
Or why the ground grows clovers
As the same no need to ask
How are we made for each other
It's a simple answer
Straight up meant to be
That you fell from heaven
And made just for me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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