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 | February Love Letter
 from "Your Secret Admirer"
 
 
 I really want to marry you in a church with our parents looking on proudly.
 I want you to bear my children and to come home from work and kiss you on your pale ghost cheeks.
 We can hold hands in Church; come home and drink cocoa.
 I'm going to stare into your emerald eyes until I know what present to surprise you with.
 I was thinking about either getting you that foundation you like or a new briefcase with your initials on the handle.
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