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May 2017
I stand on the spot
That once held our day
The memories I ponder
Have not faded away

Time has not dulled
Memories as dear
As those that still
To my eyes fetch a tear

Gardens of flowers
Adorned a cobblestone way
Gently guiding you to me
As we married that day

Time, oh time
Slipping by so fast
Bouquets of flowers
Along the cobblestone path

Each one of its beauty
Passed on dull and gray
Speak of the love
That time snatched away
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