I knew the truth: she loves him;
I appreciate the style, was chosen.
Do you want to know how that was?
Listen dear, I over looked those all.
Though I knew, just keep patience.
Dear had expressed it to Madam;
She had ignored about the results,
Expecting it should be accepted!
Had she got the third law of reply?
I knew no intellect can miss that.
Friends went on behind the truths:
There must be something obvious.
When failed, went on something else.
He was overwhelm, nobody noticed.
I knew; it was not the only truth, well.
Did you paid your sharp attentions,
To a silently growing bud waited?
Somebody should stop the sweet fly.
But everywhere was deep silence!
Was it the womb of blues and blues?
I knew he should be stopped, the truth.
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