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Jun 2019
Hello ma’am, ‘tis nice to know
There’s such a beauty at this show
Next to this aisle seat with me
What’s that, there usher, you disagree?

Please check my ticket, it says right there
That this lady with such fine hair
Is meant to be right at my side
It’s not my making, fate’s our guide

Love, it seems, has made itself
A thing that’s nestled on our shelf
We met, we talked, we kissed, we held
We danced, our love unparalleled

And years later, two turned to three
A lovely, happy, family
Life is but a journey, yes
So please, be happy, and do not stress
Matt Shao
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Matt Shao  32/M
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