This beautiful thing called love, found me and I was blessed by its charming embrace, for this creature beside me is mine alone, whom I share with no other. Like all things wither and grow old, like all things fades away, history forgets all. This moment tells all the tale, make each day a picture of a dream come true, for each second is more precious than diamond.

That amidst billions of souls, a true soul clung to mine, and as his soul was mine to control, mine was his as well. We made the journey a merry ride, converting troubles to strength and the lack of money settled most choices. Body and soul intertwined, sorrow and happiness intertwined, we cried shoulder to shoulder, shameless of each other.

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