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Aug 16
There’s twenty minutes until four
I comb my hair and take a seat
I can’t hide this smile anymore
As I tremble my nerves to my feet

One last chance to run out the door
It’s time to close the door of being alone
I couldn’t have asked for more
You would have thought that she’s my clone

If the universe every tried to split us apart
It would slice itself in half and cease to exist
There’s not stronger love than the one forged in our hearts
It truly is likes a bliss

I can picture now, the way she smiles
When she makes her way down the aisle
It’ll make it all worthwhile
Even if it took me a thousand miles

The bells are ringing, it’s time to go
Time to make myself a new heading
Time to let my love show
For it’s her and I’s wedding
Written by
Thomas Harvey  57/M
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