chapter forty five: juiced
daes are getting better..
the sun is coming out to play..
i hope it would continue to shine..

much love has been spread..
more will come??
yes??
i think..
i hope..
i pray..

because the juice is worth the squeeze..
how do you squeeze juice??
hah..
its a metaphor laaa...
baby you are the juice..
sweet sweet juice..
and the squeeze is everything i do to get to you..
all the times i fall..
every scrape on my knee..
every cut upon my arms and face..
all the pain is worth..

because i love you..
and i know you love me too..
together..
we will see that you do..

i-iv-iii

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