Play Kind

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A blowing kiss,

That sometimes I miss,

Your sweet soothing words,

Make my heart chauffeured,

Sometimes I stay,

And sometimes I betray.

My mind is like a clay,

You mold and mold until it clear,

I threw my feelings always flew,

Always trying to make you out of my mind,

But you always play kind,

Running and playing around in my head,

And tied my heart with thread,

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