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Mar 2018
I will flatter myself at random times just to see me smile,
So that I can keep the promise I made when I walked down the aisle,
These words that I will speak will come from a true heart,
I promise to love and cherish you till death do we part,
In sickness and in health,
For better and for worse,
I know that I will be marrying my first love,
That is if only I could marry myself
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LJ  London
(London)   
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