As on a flower rests droplets of dew,
So is my so-called love for you.
As dew can quickly dry away,
My love is not here to stay.
There's a number of reasons, too.
And that is my love for you.
It is not love, as people say,
but rather a liking that lasts for a day.
Dew can stay
but it can also make its way
to another flower
As it has done so, much before this hour.
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