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Feb 2016
Her long delicate fingers took my hand
Then she looked me right in the eye
She was the perfect one for me according to the universal plan

Figuring out what it takes to be a man
Work hard, be home, and never lie
Her long delicate fingers took my hand

Taking out the garbage, filling the recycling can
Making sure to buy two-ply
She was the perfect one for me according to the universal plan

Scanning the horizon, looking across the land
Thinking about my desire to fly
Her long delicate fingers took my hand

We made the commitment with a tattooed band
Watched my mother start to cry
She was the perfect one for me according to the universal plan

For this life and the next, from wind and rain to sand
Ours is a love that will last after we die
Her long delicate fingers took my hand
She was the perfect one for me according to the universal plan
Sam Temple
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Sam Temple  Oregon
(Oregon)   
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