I'm not as strong as I seem
Not as happy as I look
Yet I know how to clean
I really do love to cook
So I will rustle up a steak
Clean my house to a shine
To cover the heartbreak
I alone know is mine
Indulging in a daydream
A dear passion of mine
Sewing a beautiful seam
On soft linens sublime
Making myself feel the joy
As happiness is much better
A mixture of bittersweet alloy
On my heart is my own love letter
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