i love fried poataoes and rain on a winter tin roof. Cats are good too, and so is love. Life with love in it takes on a whole new meaning. Everything shines. Everything glows. The sky looks huge like a full moon and rain feels like snowflakes in spring. Love is like a melted snowman in february, a new batch of homemade cookies, a fresh pot of coffee. i love love. do you?
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