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Jazz Sep 2017
You asked me,

To fall in love,

With the brightness of the moon.

You asked me,

To fall in love,

With the colours of frangipanis.

You asked me,

To fall in love,

With the blue of the sky,

And the shine of the stars,

You asked me to fall in love,

With the giggle of happy children,

You asked me

To fall in love,

With the teenage dream,

But instead I chose to,

To fall in love with you.

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