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I couldn’t find a valentine....
That says the special things....
I feel I have the need to say....
When winters turn to springs....
When leaves start sprouting on the trees....
And robins sing once more....
And grass starts peeking anxiously....
Above earths’ crusty floor....
I’m glad when old friends come alive....
I’m glad they start anew....
I’m glad they’re seeing once again....
How much that I love you....
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