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Here's to the people dearest to me,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          I hope you understand to just let me be.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           Don't get me wrong, just try to see,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             I can be as tall as a giraffe or as tiny as a pea.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          As time goes by, I'd want people to know,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          that I'm for real, and not for show.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         That friends who are with me when I fall,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             will always be with me through it all.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            So until the day, we see each other at last,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          we shan't make it go by fast.

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Ktimot
<p>I Love It.</p>

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