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I Hate Valentines Day, I Find Valentines Day So Pointless; Like
Groundhog Day. How do we know he is the correct groundhog? They could have picked the wrong one and now winter lasts
for a day. Boom! Suddenly it's spring and lusty creatures come out of
their hiding places, tiny and helpless
, waiting for someone to
take her home, Bitter Green they call her, waiting for someone to take her home.
