she tells me.
a love poem about us.
make it rhyme. make
it kind.
make it fun and memorable.
like a hall mark card.
do it for me,
she says.
i know you can do it,
so pretty please,
just write it and send it
to me.
i'll treasure it always,
i'll be waiting.
i can't wait to see.
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