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Jun 2013
I’m not saying that you’re delicate

What I’m saying is this,

If you were a daffodil

And I was the wind

I’d cease my angry assault through the sky

To save you
For my sweetheart
Written by
Emilie Pece  Canada
(Canada)   
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