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I Love You Poem

Till we meet,Time will just crawl,The days will be spent in day-dreaming,The nights in fantasy-land!My heart beats at a slower pace,Except when I hear your voice;At first I was a little frightenedto share myself with you,But you soon laid all my fears to rest.Till we meet,I know that I’ll miss you every moment of the day,Minutes seem to be hours, Hours run into monthsEach month seems to stretch

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