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Valentine for you
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As
I sit here in seclusion dear, away from all confusion
I wonder if your feelings are as mine.
For I can sense it in the air that the time is drawing near,
when the lover gives his dear a valentine.
Just a little piece of paper, with a strange heart warming
vapor,
though the monentary value is quite low,
These littel things they often say have an old familar way
of showing things that we could never show.
But I could buy from some big store,
oh a million cards or more,
and I would take them to your door and you would see,
that these cards though hundreds fold,
never all my love could hold,
so I'll just give you this heart God gave to me.
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