Cum, nu e 29? So what? 😊

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In summertime, our love is beautiful, like rose floating in the breeze.
In wintertime, our love is warm – it pours like fire from head to toes.

If skies are blue, our love is playful – two people, one being, playing in the sun.
If thunder rolls, our love is a sanctuary, a refuge from the cold rain.

When spring flowers bloom, our love is bold, like petals on a rose.
When autumn leaves fall, our love is gold, shining bright like a harvest sunset.

From our first day ’till our last day, our love will continue to intensify.
My one, my only.

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