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Madeline Feb 2016
My grandfather bought a tree when i was older we hung up some mistletoe i took you by the hand and kissed you under the tree a few seconds later instead it was a wedding bells ring we sung and we danced but then our children kissed there new boyfriends under the same tree we knew it would go on like this for decades you see.
Thought i’d try romantic poetry i’m sure i failed at it though.

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