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Jan 2018
The winter frost has still untold
When the blue rose will unfold
The morning breeze, the glittering night
Whispering your beauty as a beautiful sight
Day by day I think of you
Knowing a love between us two
The precious times when you’re at my side
Is an endless craving I have deep inside
When? I ask, still my heart is cold
You’ll allow the blue rose to unfold.

Springtime’s come, the flowers awaken
Birds gladly sing, not once mistaken
The cloudless morning, the golden rays
As warm as your soul that’s seen on your face
Engraved in my heart, your precious name
My desires for you so strong remain
The night that I long when you’re at my side
Is now much stronger on this lonely ride.

Please take my hand my girl of gold and
Watch the beauty of the blue rose unfold.
I wrote this in year 7 (11 years old), for a classmate crush. *feel free to ******
John Velasco
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John Velasco  Sydney, Australia
(Sydney, Australia)   
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