Dear Crush

As I sat by the river,

I picture her with flowers in her hair.

She makes me a song.

As my mother did

I turn red like a rose.

As the wind blows

Approaching her friends

She concentrates on me

Perhaps this time

She’ll fall in love with me thanks to me.

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