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Feb 2016
Not ever now and then.
But daily you'll be told you are loved.
Cherished and adore.

Yes, daily you be told of my love.

Daily, you'll be kissed.
Daily, you'll be held.
Daily, you'll be loved.

Yes, daily you be told you're a joy.

Who need cards?
To express that sentimental feelings.
Who need flowers?
But if you require them.
A your lover of choice I give them to you daily
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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