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Sep 22
Your love was my armour,
Your kindness my sword.
Your heart was my compass,
Your smile I adored.
Though the battle fatigued me,
Your grace kept me alive.
Knowing you need me,
helped me survive.
Once broken near beaten,
I often would cry.
But you pieced me together.
You lifted me high.
I stand here a Soldier,
Who you have made whole.
To love you forever,
That is my goal.
Glen Gormley
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Glen Gormley  62/M/N.Ireland
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