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I wrote another poem about you today ;
Of all the things I wish I could still say ;
That I would be there for you when the days were long ;
And play you my guitar and sing you our song ;
I know as of now...
Oftentimes, it takes us buckets of tears, sweat and (literally) blood before we achieve what we want in life. But so long as it means waking up the next day to a morning as majestic and picturesque as this, I would not mind fighting till I shed the last b