I look for you Anywhere and everywhere, What is the true story You're talking about? I love you and I miss you At the same time, You are my poem, my flower, My love, my pride, and my present, You are my true words Which I rely on, My poems are yours, You are my garden that I pick my pretty flowers from, so I find you I will let fly with me To where the kingdom of love is.
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