Rae Nixon - Stranger

I know not of his imperfections,
But let it stay that way,
'Cause at the moment his very actions,
Top off each of my days.
If what I see is what I like,
I'd hate for sights to change.
So, let me hold the good side;
Leave the bad, to me, as strange.

Rae Nixon

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