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Until The End


Life is a mystery, I promised years ago I would make history. I am so close its nerve wracking, Sort of like a massive mind smacking. I am in love, Thanks to the heavens above. He's been my best friend, He will be with me until the end. He loves and protects me, Sometimes he's all I see my future to be. He is my life, I will be his wife. He is my world, He makes my head swirl. He's my best friend, He will be with me until the end.
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