The sun shines through the trees
It makes some blurs and stains
I may have stepped on them
But I don't really care
And files are making noise
As well as birds and bees
But I,m. not getting mad
I'm. eager to forgive
And graves are all around
These graves are my best friends
Forget_me_nots, good_bye!
'cause I'm. going away.
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