End Of Chapter One
Here comes the bride.
All dressed in white.
She’s wearing a dress
only half as beautiful as her,
And the brightest smile
I have ever seen.
On her father’s arm
she sets free a tear,
and kisses his cheek.
This is not goodbye,
nor is it the end of the road.
This is,
Simply,
A new path.
End of chapter one.
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