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She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not
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Jessica Is true love my fate?
I wish I knew.
I wish I were certain about her.
She could be the one.
Or I may have misunderstood.
If only love were like a flower,
Like a dandilion or a rose,
If only I could make the love in her for me,
Grow and bloom,
If only I could smell the sweet savor in her,
Wait,
Am I stupid?
I think not,
Being a fool for her would be like being a fool for sunrise,
There is no such stupor,
Ah, a flowerbed, and a flower,
If each petal were her feelings for me,
They would have grown one way or the other,
She is beautiful like a flower,
She smells like morning and happiness like a flower,
She IS like a flower,
So each petal would mean how her love for me grows,
One way, she loves me,
The other, she loves me not,
She loves me,
She loves me not,
Am I a fool for a flower?
