love poem

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Today,
the sky is pretty
and the clouds are fluffy
and I think
I could fall in love.

Tonight,
the moon shines bright
and the stars smile down
and I think
I might be in love.

This morning,
the rain knocks at my window
and the fog is messy
and I'm pretty sure
I'm in love.

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