Can you see the flower being guarded with butterfly?

Dance all around with shine and shy

Can you feel there’s a star being cuddled by the sky?

I need you to know, all I want to do is try.

There’s always a pair, it’s  moon and sun

There’s always a pair of shoes while we took our run.

Lock-and-key strongly like bullet and gun.

Because a pair without you absolutely not fun.



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