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Blue


Sometimes perserverance is hard.

When you look at the cards, 

that you've been dealt. 

But then I look to you, 

and I melt. 

 

Everything I've ever dreamt, 

rolled into one.

One tiny, little package of fun. 

So cute, innocent, and sweet. 

Oh, how I love your squishy feet.

 

I never knew that it'd be you. 

I never knew that I'd be bouncing in blue. 

Now I'd never change one freckle, one hair, one roll. 

I wouldn't dare change one thing, 

because oh! You make my heart sing!

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