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Roses are red,

So are you,

I love your soft and caressing voice,

The way you comfort me the way you speak,

I'm not funny the way you think I am,

But I still make you laugh somehow,

I don't see you all that often,

But when I do you always make me smile,

I don't want this year to end,

I'm scared for next year,

Because I know I may never see you again,

I'm not artsy nor good at math,

But to me your a perfect picture whom came true,

It doesn't matter how much you know about me,

Doesn't matter how much I know about you,

If you want to get to know me then I want to get to know you too,

It's the weekend get good sleep,

I'll see you in a few days less than a week.

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