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Feb 2018
You are a source of smiles in my life of bleakness.
My one desire, my only weakness.
To call it love would be clichΓ©,
But you are the one; my saving grace.
That's how I feel, though I don't always show it.
That's how I feel about you, and you should always know it.
Michael Angelo
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