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Apr 2012
Storms may rage,
winds may howl,
the night might grow uneasy,
but of this I am certain,
my heart remains steadfast,
my love unchanging,
my dedication,
commitment, decisions and choices,
speak volumes about my heart,
and to no other would
I give my fragile heart.

Even if the days grow limp and cold,
my heart shall remain the same,
deeply, madly, wonderfully
in love with you,
my dear dearest love.
Anderson Ritchie
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