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| O my Luve's like a red, red rose that's newly sprung in June; O my Luve's like the melodie that's sweetly played in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, so deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear, till a' the seas gang dry: Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, and the rocks melt wi' the sun; I will luve thee still, my dear, while the sands o' life shall run. Written By Robert Burns |
| Just an old-fashioned Valentine for the one I love... |
| Be my Valentine today...tomorrow...and forever! |
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| Happy Valentine's Day |
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