O little sparrow, I am building you a nest. Where you may come and take, your pleasure and your rest. It will take time, but one thing I know; In our little nest, you will bloom and grow. And in good time, I hope and pray, we'll fall in love, O glorious day.
Reason for writing:
In despair, there must be hope.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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