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Apr 2012
When the decorative lights turn on,
I'm taken back to midnight dances under the stars,
our first kiss, you holding me in your arms,
wishing only to be yours.
the day that wish came true,
was the day I said "I Do."
Falling Raindrop
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Falling Raindrop
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