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IT'S VALENTINE'S DAY

     A letter came. It was for you. Our teacher insisted to read it infront of the class and so I lend my ear. Well I guess, someone has been admiring you.
    
    While our teacher was reading the letter, you keep on looking on me. You'll look at the letter and then you'll look on me again.

    I wanted to ask you why are you looking at me the whole time. Is it because you were thinking that the letter came from me? Or you're just looking at me because i'm also looking at you?

    I keep on thinking but the fact that you were in love with him makes me think that maybe perhaps, this is just a dream. Like a strips of clouds, slowly disappearing as it may perched on the top of the mountains.

    It's Valentine's Day anyway. Seeing you making some efforts for him was encouraging me to write this.

   

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