For now you’ve reached twenty!
You might forget I even exist.
But no mater I get what an amount of bounty,
That can never wipe you from my heart.
You were precious to my soul
So do you still are.
Though like a sloth I might crawl,
You’re the one I’ll mostly admire.
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You’re the red flower with lots of senses
That I eventually failed to care.
Pushed you into the deep sorrows,
That makes me regret and fill me in fear.
Like a clown I have hurt you!
Let you see me in great disguise;
That led to my love in distress,
And I guess this is my justified price.
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