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Sunshine warm, Roses, red ones
my favorite.
I pluck them despite the thorns
my fingers red, but i'm smiling
for I have to give them to you, they're fresh, reminds me of you.

There I see you, smiling
You're happy
I'm happy too

Nearly dawn, i see your hands full
You have them daisies in your hands,
I walk closer and see your eyes; not seeing me, it's locked on someone else
I see you give flowers, the ones you adore the most, to him
I see you happy,
.
.
With him.

I walk past subtly, leaving the beautiful rose near your feet.

You deserve a path full of roses my love <3

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