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Feb 2014
You may not be a genius
Or a person so famous
But you’re the reason why
I can imagine myself fly

Your smile as my wings
Your voice as my telephone that rings
People judge you
For me you are true
To what I see is what you are
Even  I can hear rumors from a far

I don’t care if for a game
You are defeated
Your time and effort  for me
Is much appreciated

Somethings for you may be difficult
Dude, you’re made that way
It’s not your fault

You don’t have to try things you hate
You can do it because you have faith
Don’t bother if others don’t like you
You’re not that perfect
But due to effort appreciated
For me, you are perfectly imperfect.
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