gives me as I am,
A little sun and a while a storm
The wind coming from the east, when it rains as fever .
And then the quiet, in an afternoon, with Matt and fried cake,
me, as simple and complex
Helping Hand, which helps you out of a well,
The ear that listens to you, no time limit ,
I who asks you how you , how did it go?
am who need such care, the navel of the world,
can also be
In your world, whom I love, my friend ... I
which claims to be whimsical, a little heavy,
The wearing of life, which tired ....
Being slope, want to know about your life,
For You present ...
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