I waltzed among the flower fields,
Full of happiness and confidence,
I saw my best friend,
My guidance to the golden light,
My secret keeper,
My considerate counselor,
She saw my face,
She saw blotchy cheeks, pimples and dirt,
She saw my clothes, ragged and ripped,
She saw my expression,
Carefree and joyous,
And she waltzed away.
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