Not a garden of blossoming roses,
Nor a book of sentimental prose,
Just a simple truth of what's on my mind,
Tell me, dearest creature, would you be my valentine?
Bandung, 14 Februari 1999
Not a garden of blossoming roses,
Nor a book of sentimental prose,
Just a simple truth of what's on my mind,
Tell me, dearest creature, would you be my valentine?
Label: friends, relationship
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