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Jan 2017
You, stood there.
I stood there.
You looked at me.
I looked back at you.

We spoke our vows.
We spoke them loud.
Tears, fell from your eyes.
Some, I willingly admit rose in mine.

You lifted up your hand shaking nervously.
I held it softly shaking too, as I placed the ring on your finger.

And this was many years ago.

And still to tis very day.
I love you more.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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   Roman Four
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