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already a plan
what is this joy that brightens
the darkest of the
cold hearted
what warmth of breath
to gently carress
what depth of amber
her eyes
her character wise
beyond her years...
What is this gift
i find no worth in me
to deserve
yet gifted
and swiftly so
her place in my heart
as if i've always known...
A place for dining
set aside a sacred place
for peace to hide
A foundation steadfast
and built on the cornerstone
of a hope more dear than
all my years have dreamt of...
it is her smile that brightens
the darkened hearted
her voice soft a gentle carress
her eyes deep and see through me
This is the gift of which I speak
the gift of which I could not seek
for the path had already been made
laid before us
this is what I truly believe
for she is more wonderful
than on my own I could see...
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