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Aug 2013
When the concluding star burns its last flame,
When the soul that possesses my body ascends,
When your feelings begin to decay,

I will forever love you,

Our promises have survived throughout the seasons,
Proving we are together for the right reasons.

Some say,
We're too young to love,
But for me to not know love is for me to never have met you,

We have had many firsts,
But all I know is that you are my last,

Hold my hand and walk with me on this journey so called life,
You will become my wife.
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   ---, Soul and Tatiana Alfaro
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