Forever flower

The life is an art,
the art of forgiving, lady
if you try, you lose.
Let it grow, show the
flower of its deepest root;
follow the mountains like
your grandfather,
drink water like your last
bottle of beer;
feel the music as it's your
baby's first cry,
will love you, my lady - If
you don't be that shy.
I forgive, life flows like a river,
if another day makes me demon,
can you be my forever?

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