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Sep 2013
I couldn't bear the thought of setting you free.
I couldn't imagine that you are not here with me.
I couldn't admit that we'll end all of this.
Because I got used to be with you.

Together we planned the future.
Together we set our goals.
Together we promised at each other;
That you and I will get married.

I don't want our fairy tale to end.
I want you to be my prince charming.
I want you to be my sweet heart.
ToΒ Β infinity and beyond.
Maui Victorio
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Maui Victorio
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   Josh Bass and Emily Tyler
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