Meaningless Rhymes-4
This is not to you, rather for you
whether you take it for granted
or count it as a favour,
The flavours you brought in
every bit of I savoured,
enchanted and mistaken,
for god's sake never waivered,
and here lied the danger,
when I'm still here as a stranger.
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