I'm Flawless
It was August,
When someone told me
That I was flawless,
And I agreed.
I'm a goddess,
Who helps stretched the blue sea.
The one that form the chorus.
It was I, the master key.
So, flawless that I haven't fallen.
Therefore come to my tree,
I'll fix your rawness,
Just wait and see.
That is a promise.
I'll give you the everlasting degree.
You'll see that I'm faultless.
I'm just your perfect set of coffee.
I'm flawless.
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