all my love, and all my irrelevancy.
with what i have and what i can give,
i pour for you.
i would feel the wind in my hair
and you holding my hand.
would you be mine.
would you be mine?
with all my love and my irrelevancy,
i know.
and it is okay.
i just wanted to know what i am living for.
you won't be mine,
and everything else is still okay.
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