In my prayer,
I do not ask God,
to send you,
to me. 
In my prayer, 
I do not beg God, 
to separate you from,
him. 
I pray,
you always happy;
you always feel blessed;
you always fine. 
Because,
in my little head;
in my little heart;
I know that your heart belongs to him;
I know that my signs make you sick. 
Nobody has to know who,
I fall in love;
nobody would interested to know who,
I fall in love;
but I know,
who I love. 
I pray,
you are happy,
always.
I pray,
you are blessed,
every minute.
I pray,
you are fine,
every second. 

 
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