Ayen

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You are an artist who changed my dark skies to amber

Those pallets in your hands painted memories worth to remember

I ignited your empty land with fireworks

You passed me down stories on how the world works


I remember your scent

Nostalgic like a black and white scene

One touch of yours

Brought me to your adventures

Counting me in to be one in your treasures


There's so much love that I cannot measure

I'm thankful that you're one of the persons that I nurture

I will be your light until your darkest hour

And I'll be the one of the suture in your broken tower

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