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Though I will play with others
They're never my first choice
With only one I want to play
My bluebird with her voice
So beautiful and warming
Like a soul enwrapping hug
I'll always dream about her
And two bugs in a rug
And even though I may play with
It's only her that I play for
I'll wait for her 'til someday
Here strumming at my door
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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