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Mar 2012
I look at you and see your wedding day.
I hold your hand and know you always.
The look in your eyes tells me you feel the same.
The warmth of your body and smile brighten my life,
So I squeeze your hand a little tighter.
I glance back from our fingers to your face and life seems right.
This is how its supposed to be.
Jack Turner
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