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Sep 2022
This is not my virtue, but still I wait anticipating on meeting you...home.  It's crazy how time is drawing near but I feel so impatient, I only want to hold you for the rest of my life, to taste your kisses with every morning, to chastened away your pains, to help shoulder the yoke for your children and family. But yet I wait with prayerful heart asking my Father to strengthen me when I falter. And ask Him to place His angels around you until it's my time. I ask that He remove the aches and pains from you. I ask Him to teach me to be patient just a little more. That way when patience is done; my love will be perfected in you.

Dedicated to my love, my beautiful Special K
TW Rice
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TW Rice  53/M/Edgar, wisconsin
(53/M/Edgar, wisconsin)   
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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