The Unfairness Of Angels

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 Precious
Precious
Yes that's what you are
Like a unknown, unfound and unbelievable flower
Precious yes you are to me
Like a road with no end in my destiny
Precious although not my jewellery
Not my possession, because you are so free
Precious and truly a remarkable lady
I am like your London slim shady
Within all my treasures
I find you
My Precious



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