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June 12, 2008
By Kristen Nall, White Oak, TX

Your eyes shine light into my bleak,dark afternoons,
Your voice is the rolling thunder that drifts through my thoughts,
This torrent of love carries me down a river that I would gladly choose to to travel each and every day.
The stars are our blanket,
The sun our guiding light.
By both we tread down an adventurous path, not knowing what each step will bring us.
Though this route is uncertain;
I travel it with you, and all is well.
This venture shall always continue to replay itself through my heart and memories.
Nothing will be regretted, and everything will be remembered


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