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Jun 2019
There Are Now Green Leaves,
There Are Flowers,
There Are Bees,
There Is Sunshine,
There Is Breeze,
There Is You,
And Then There’s Me.

You Are The Dew,
And I Am The Freeze
You Are The Beach,
And I Am The Seas,
I Am The Grit,
And You Are The Ease.

How Could Someone Like You,
Love Something Like Me?
I Am The Winter,
You Are The Summer,
Why Do You Love Me
When I Am Such A ******?
Sydney Victoria
Written by
Sydney Victoria  F/Minnesota
(F/Minnesota)   
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