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The Order of Life

I'm really tired. Sorry that my creative juices are not flowing today. Today is not the day. I'm just ready to hit the hay. Days upon days, it seems that I lag to say: Have a good day! Perhaps tomorrow will be a different kind of day, where we sing songs about how Love Is Here To Stay? We should all be thankful how we live an ordinary life, almost every single day. Not counting the extra hours of sleep, especially on a holiday. What day is it today? Do you remember the phrases, quotes, lyrics, and cute things we say? I know I'm asking much, but please hear the words I'm about to say: Will you be the one for me, the one who will love me on that special day? Be my amor on Valentine's Day? Spend the rest of your life with me almost everyday? Experience all the joy and sadness whatever comes our way? Come What May? Or do you want to change the date to May? But here you lay. In the Stone Garden I always pray, that we will soon meet, together, forever, celebrating A New Day.

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