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O' dearest Fuwawa, whose hair reflect the beauty of the sun,
I be but a mere ruffian, yet thy love knows no bounds
When it all seems for naught and the storm pours
You come to light, to save us all
Your wisdom is immense, as are your bountiful chest
Bau says the Ruffian, amidst the crowd
Even through that you repeat his comment aloud.
Among a generation with rocks, schizos and crows,
You are the most beautiful one around.
Though this be a poor letter, with no rhymes or charm
To see you not smile would be like losing an arm.
I love Fuwawa.
