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MASTERPIECE
How I wanted to show you, the words I needed to say. To write you the masterpiece, the words did not come my way. How I wanted to show you, the colors of love's bouquet. To draw you a masterpiece, the colors would not stay. Only one thing left to give you, I hand you my heart today, and take this love I offer you, given in the warmest way.
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