Its heave on my heart,
But I don't care how It lingers,
It's a lurk that, you're amiga,
And we can ally a sojourn, this time,
For this fuzz shrapnel, ThatI can't erode anymore,
You, the facade harbinger,
To the rivulets of two hearts,
That can ally as soon as, You
Herlads the stoic of what,
I think of, and smirk,
Of, that can make my day worthwile,
Just as good as sunflower,
Grinning in the early morningrays.
I'm not prince Charm,
But I for gold and,
All the like likes,
And the gold blur qualities,
Those all I see and you've,
To grab my soul.
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