When it does

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A poem
When the the ocean is no longer blue
I'll still be with you.
When the night skies become light
I won't take flight.
When the stars dim
I won't leave you for her or him.
When the skies fall
I'll still be at your beck and call.

I'll be with you forever.
I'll leave your side never.

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