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|A Flower to my Love.|
love you, is like standing on the edge of a high cliff,
feeling the thrill of the height.
To love you, is to know that you are the only one,
keeping the key to your loving heart.
To love you, is to know that you have encountered true love,
and the world will never be the same again.
during the spring of 1997 - To Sue.
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