Strawberries are Red
Blueberries are Blue
I  get a sense of some good in you , but sometimes people seem too good to be true. I'll keep an open mind and forget about the past , but whatever we become  I hope it lasts. Whats meant to be will always be, because when real recognizes real its a beautiful thing. 

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