No
No
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The ice touchs soul by its coldness
The day touchs my eyes by it darkness
The ocean touch my feet by the wave's ivolution
Star touchs my hand when they falling
I love roses because it's red?
No
I love roses because of their throns
Roses are beautiful and charming like you
I love you because of your perfection ?
No
Cause you touch my heart by your imperfections