how many times my tears
They were strewn about your hair
and as your sad eyes
They understand suffering.
I've noticed when I saw you
when you look at me
you hold me with your eyes
and not turn away for nothing.
my faithful companion, best gift
I thank God for listening
and for having made an original breast
you're the leader of the pack and the Queen of the house.
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