𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅,
𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒃𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕,
𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅
𝑰𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒌𝒚.
𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕,
𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕.
𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔.
𝑰𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅,
𝑰𝒕 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆,
𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏,
𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚,
𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅.
𝑨𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔.
𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒌𝒚,
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅,
𝑹𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒃𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏.
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