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Tales have been told
These tales have been mold
But our kind of love has neither been shared
Nor aired
Well, at least not yet
This, I bet
Here’s the prelude
(Lovesworth and I, it includes):
Funny day to say the least
I advise you prepare for the gist
Sunny days, they say, brings hope
Rainy days, must we cope
Either or; neither nor
Never a bore
For?
The two of us
For, we make it count
At all cost
Come rain, come shine
He finds a way to make me smile
Our kind of love is often misinterpreted
But why would we choose to not, in our way, be us.
Thanks for your readership, always.
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