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My index finger

A poem about Valentine’s Day and my index finger…

My index finger

She said nothing
Not one thing
When I asked her to be my Valentine
But hey,
it's okay
It's just fine
Her silence doesn't make me bitter
considering that I addressed my index finger....
My index finger

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