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Feb 2016
You love me
even when I'm
not worth loving.
You love me
knowing all that
I've done.
You love me
even though I
am a daisy and
not a rose.
You love me
when I'm not as
bright as the sun,
but as dark as
thunder clouds.
You love me
for me and I've
never been so
blessed.
Alaska
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Alaska  26/F
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   Rose and Nathan Horkstrom
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