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See I don't know what went all wrong i don't know if I did wrong? you confuse me with the cherry i thought I was a strawberry but I don't know what went all wrong? you chose to stay young
The power of thought With all the paint I have bought Thinking of my fate   Art always opens new gates Teaching will be fulfilling Artistic minds are always thrilling  
I loved you both, can't you see? Loved too much You both loved me.   Differet as gold and sillver to me. alike an apart like coffe and tea.   Imperfecty perfect
No glance or furtive peek needed, I already know. They are me, all respiring to one united beat and breath--and we’ll die together at death.
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