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Love is old love is new love is something that grows within you. It may be small but so it grows. Love is for tulips; Love is for plums. Tulips, tulips, yellow and green you make my day so serene. Plums so sweet and cold, I hate to eat you but I love to eat. For I love nothing more than tulips and plums.
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Julie Cooke
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