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About This Poem
Valentines
"Icicle"
From the frosty eaves
The winter's glass is hanging
Your hand in my hand
"Eternally"
The sun has risen
The white rose is trembling
You, always, always
"Aurora"
The heavenly lights
Bathe her cheeks in red and pink
Are the stars aligned?
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