Twenty blue years of life
Twenty candles I have blown
Twenty lovers that passed
Only one I have known
One who stuck and believed
In the crumbled paper that I wrote
Picked it up to read
All the battles I have fought
Kissed my fingers gently
and asked me to write once more
About all the happiness to come
and none about what happened before.
About the Creator
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