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He makes my heart sing,
And no it is not a fling.
Our love will last forever,
The love we have for each other won’t end ever.
Soon we will be hearing wedding bells ringing,
And to each other we will be clinging.
Our love may be hard to come by,
Joyful tears I will cry.
When we get married me in a white gown,
Walking down the aisle in a small little town.
Flowers in hand looking down the aisle at my wonderful man,
Knowing the love we have is all part of the plan.
The plan God had made for him and I,
Together we will be till the day we die.
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Maria Johnson
I am a new published author trying to make it in the world
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