Day 1 of The Spring

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I never thought of planting a peony requires immediate attention.

I never did realize that I need to water it even if it means detention.

I never once talked about it to people

For the time will pass, I can grow a bouquet of you and a dimple.

You take me first to the stairs
Gives me something in pairs
Guards my back
Sets me comfortable, nothing lacked

How can I perceive and handle this kind of persuasion?
'Coz I know all that I do is to suppress.
How can I be able to control my lingering eyes?
'Coz I know that all that I do is to repress

This is not planned
This was so sudden to began
I've wish to never reach out for your hand.
Beforehand

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