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Consider delicate, consider flowers,
Consider fragile, if she cowers.
But don't let her cry,
My sweetheart, she has powers.
I am weak, and she has to stay,
She will miss, and I'll be away.
So I am giving her you,
My sweetheart, love her everyday.
Tell her lies, "He will return",
Truth is dark, it will burn.
Give her time as she grows,
My sweetheart, she will learn.
As kind as you are, broad like river,
Poor I stand, begging forever.
But don't be the God who listens to none,
My sweetheart, don't leave her, never.
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Updated on August 30, 2017
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