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I got a message from my latest lover
An old letter fell from a book so thin
My boy bent down to pick a four-leafed clover
It’s little things that bring the feelings in

A song from long ago on the radio
Passing a house that sings of long-dead sin
A sparrow scuttling on a bench where we’d go
It’s little things that bring the feelings in

A pair of mitts tucked in a box of whispers
A purse protecting rings of tarnished tin
To feel a furry head complete with whiskers
It’s little things that bring the feelings in

I sent another message to my sweetheart
I miss her fickle fingers on my skin
She traces places like some crazy street art
It’s little things that bring the feelings in

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