09 - a tiny house

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i build you a tiny house,
inside my heart,
it grew everyday,
each time i thought of you.

and it will always grow,
everyday,
until the very day,
i heaved out my last breath.

when i say,
those three words,
that means so much to me

when i say "i love you",
i do.

and forever will.

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