Every version of me is the line I would keep. A sunflower turns its head to follow the light, so it fits that this one stays with all of them and not only the version having a good day.
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Every version of me is the line I would keep. A sunflower turns its head to follow the light, so it fits that this one stays with all of them and not only the version having a good day.
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It was winter night I met you
To the cold to the wind
Everything was just right
Like how the sun will be bright
Even on the moodiest day
You bought a life
A sunflower that brightened
Every version of me
That never dies
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Every version of me is the line I would keep. A sunflower turns its head to follow the light, so it fits that this one stays with all of them and not only the version having a good day.
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Meeting someone on a cold winter night and then naming them after a summer flower is a nice little contradiction to hang a poem on.
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It was winter night I met you