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The Bride and Groom

In a long white satin dress she walks in given in honour and betrothed to be - to bear for and new alliance begin the noblest sweet hope of matrimony. And played a wedding song of divine prayer: “Have I told you lately that I love you…” to march the aisle of veils and true love swear and hear fairest of consorts vow “I do!”. When in blessed union fortunes align a man and wife wed in loving kindness, and exuberance of gay hearts and wine gently pause in virtue upon sworn kiss. Till she looks up and screams “what have I done?” and ponders “do I stay or do I run?”. Written: December 1999

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Date: 6/18/2022 3:40:00 PM
Hello I Am Skeet, it sounds to me that the bride is scared. I think she thinks she made a mistake. Now she does not know what to do. It is nice to meet you I Am Skeet.
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