Platonic Soulmate
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This is my gift for my loved one. It is some sort of song or poem for their special day. It may be modest and not as good as them but I hope they will like and appreciate my small effort, paying them a little bit of what they have done good for me this year.
To you, love:
Thank you for everything just by existing. I love you so much.
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