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You sit across the room from me,
Your familiar silhouette I can see, I don't need to look, in my mind it stays, I can picture you, anywhere, always. The way your hair flicks, the look in your eyes, The lift to your eyebrows as if in surprise, The sound of your voice, the turn of a phrase, It's as if time stands still and has always. I feel comfort just from you being there, So glad you chose me as your wife; to share Our lives in ways that still amaze, My heart skips a beat, just as always.
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