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Never.


Never.

Never give up on me.

I'm like a tree, budding in my love for thee

First, I will not know

For my limbs had not yet been free

From their canopy of leaves

Then when I do, I'll be uncertain,

My eyes still screwed to a bright sun.

I'll grow, and I'm growing

More knowing of my love

(Though it has always been)

And still, you haven't given up on me.

And I promise,

I'll never give up on thee

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I am an artist, a writer and a designer. I love to express my emotions, my thoughts, my ideas, my love for nature, and for my loved ones, through my work.

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