The freckles on my cheeks are my constant companions,  

Who never leave me no matter what;

Under the rain, 

Under the sun.  

The freckles on my cheeks are my reliable witness, 

On both affliction and gratification that life has spat,

In pain,

In fun. 

Life is full of freckles. 

You hate them, but they’re a part of you. 

Would you deny them? or embrace? 

For they make you as you. 

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