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Sep 2014
Sugar, spice and everything nice,
She sits there with a smile on her face,
Pictures and memories cloud her mind,
All from that one boy that makes her smile.

Wearing a suit,
He stands tall,
With a diamond ring,
Sitting elegantly in his palm.

She shrieks and gasps,
With tears of joy flowing down her face.
Nodding her head,
Unable to speak.

With their head in the clouds they stand in front of the minister and their beloved friends and family.
“I do” they say before coming together forever free from their worries.
Written by
Riya
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