Oh, Me
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I am loved again
But that remain
Not known
I am blown off
It may be some readers
Who render
Their affection
With close relation
I am moved so much
That they could reach
Without any fear
Some drops fall in form of tears
I can imagine
How they may be smiling
And expressing the joy
While making me blush to enjoy
I still love
And believe
Love is international
In any form it is unique and rationale
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