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The Bond


The time has come all the

suspense has lead to this moment.

You have yet to see me and 

neither i you, but it is as if 

we have always known one 

another.

At first glance the bond is 

made and life's first mystery

is born.

Who is love, what does it mean.

Although it is just a word

simple in its origin, within those

four letters lies a force greather

than any the world has seen.

As I look up at you and you down

at me all the forces of the universe

collide and the love between a 

mother and her son is born...

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