Wednesday, 10 February 2016

My Valentine

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A day to cry

A day to complain

A day to challenge

A day to conquer

A day to carry

A day to consent

A day to cease

A day to convert

A day to clean

A day to count

A day to cite

A day for you

A day for me

A day so close

But I choose your day

Because you are my valentine

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