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I Never Learned
I never learned how to sing. I only knew how to bark. In the morning, while it's still dark, the best song ever heard is sung by a button-brained bird. Yet, I haven't learned anything. I never learned how to sing. I never learned how to dance. I stood by the door on the side, trying my best to just to hide, while your spirit flew with each twirl, a joyful and graceful girl. It's not that I hadn't the chance, yet I never learned how to dance. I never learned how to give. Like a Santa Claus Christmas elf, you worked hard, never thought of yourself - and you gave me your samples, providing many examples. So how could you ever forgive that I never learned how to give? Tonight, it seems I will die. and while, soon, I'll be dead, the lesson book before me unread, is written in beauty and grace, in each line on your face. Dear, was I too late to try, tonight, as it seems I must die?
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