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My steps on the asphalt were confident
My life seemed happy, wherever I gazed I pondered a while what all of this meant It was my fiancee that had me dazed My calm, supportive Laura, never fazed She’s always here, hazel eyes of fire How she makes me grin still leaves me amazed She cooks, proofreads, and raises me higher She’s both muse and music to my choir Her laugh is a lullaby, loving, light She’s a gift from heaven, all I desire Yet heaven looks down, my angel in sight And envies me my key to her heart’s lock I hold it dear, it’s the reason I walk
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