My Dear

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Blood is red.
Bruises are blue.
I have these,
And so do you.
I was alone
Till you came along.
You brought back the smile
I thought I had lost.
You make me feel alive,
And you make me so happy.
I owe you my life
My dear, sweet Michael

This is for my love Zanute

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