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Eleven

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Eleven
I wished I've known you since I was eleven
Then I'd have known you for eleven years
Eleven years you'd have been my love
Eleven plus eleven makes it even
Eleven years of you my dear.


Eleven
Born in the eleventh month
November never came earlier
I only know a month better
March, July or August
I leave the rest to you, decipher
Ten plus one holds no meaning
But eleven as a whole means everything
Queens are born in November
Not January nor October
I've seen stranger things
And eleven beats them all.

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