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A card, some flowers, or maybe a gift?
Big hugs, a kiss, that's always a lift.
Valentine's somehow stresses me out;
can I celebrate it beyond any doubt?
And then, with you, the stress disappeared:
the questions, the challenge, but also the fear,
at last they're gone...
...I'm finally home.
About the Creator
Alex Torres
Started writing short stories back in 1988 at work, when I had an empty page to fill for the employee's internal magazine. Taking the pen again after a 30 year-long hiatus, exploring where it takes me this time.
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