When I grow to be a poppy in the graveyard I will send you all my love upon the breeze & if the breeze won’t blow your way, I will be the sun and if the sun won’t shine your way, I will be the rain & if the rain won’t wash away all your aches and pains I will find some other way to tell you you’re okay
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