When I finally chose to write,
These people came along right,
The very first light,
Something good before tonight.
Not many will stick by you,
But when you meet mine,
You learn they are better than two,
Mercy for once is fine.
Their love is never sour,
In fact it's best louder,
This 49th page I wrote reminds me
of Swae Lee - sunflower.
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