I am waiting all day long
for the next word
which would be better to adorn
My long poetic page,
And to render
the sweetest tune,
Her jovial attitudes
And her innocent eyes
Always make some catching percipience.
It's a long journey
For the long way,
And two roads often
Meet with each other,
And we smile leaving a little trace,
After all, she has an innocent smiling face...
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