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Mar 30
Walking down the aisle fascinates me
Where it always felt
Like my wedding day
Where I will be dressed in white
With tulips in my hand
Eyes fixed to the man
Waiting at the altar
Serenading by the choir
And the groom was half naked
Hanging on the cross
Written by
Chit  Manila
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