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Love is like a bicycle,
Left out in the storm.
If it's not protected,
Rust begins to form.
So unless you want your bicycle
to slowly rust away,
Provide a little kindness
When the sky begins to grey.
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Poesia🍓|| haiiiii =^-^= 🍓|| These poems don't belong to me ^°^ 🍓|| All credits to the rightful owners úwù
