I keep my eyes low but I see the verious girls shoes as they place there gifts atop his desk, I wish I possessed that level of courage, my gift sits in my bag, my hand was too shaky this morning so I could only write his name & not my own, I guess if I just place it he'll never know it's from me, I sigh inward, I want to confess but I'm not worthy to stand at his side, my poor background makes me unworthy of his attention.
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