
You don't see it, and I doubts that you ever will...
But wait... this year is special... this year only happens once every four years... this year I might just tell you how I feel and accept the consequences.
My super bubblyness... the redness in my cheeks... my smile... the sparkle in my eyes... every aspect you see of me, might just be the reason of your presence in my every so often day.
Maybe this year, I'll tell you*
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