Poem 12: 'Secret Letter'

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"Roses are red, Violets are blue.
Everyday I think of you, those crimson red eyes, and your soft smile.

How dearly I wish to capture your lips in mine, and hold you close.

So would you want to walk down with me under the school garden sometime?"

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