read the poem im the open book so you should know
because i havent made myself lunch not yet
but no reason to fret
i know what i will make
it will be great
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o star, how i love you
o star, won't you love me too
o star, you say who am i and i say am i but we both know who we are
o star, just as you know me i know you
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can you see the boy here
do you see it my dear
cant you see this is me
i may look different not like i used to be
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How can i profess my love for you in just ten lines
when i could write a million rhymes
how can i say all that i feel
in so little space, i must fill the world with my love
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For some its simply stated
for some the truth is abated
by rhyme and the language of the rose
such people prefer prose
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