Time with you was worthwhile,
Happiness the virtue that dearly drives,
Let those moment wets your seething thirst,
Before it eventually becomes your dried past,
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i just love it spiclly thiz part, , , My love-plant with each moment keep dying, Not enough water to have it growing!
This poem had class, and went well with the flow. You did a splendid job here.