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By angieubaldo Date: 2004 Jul 18 Comment on this Work [[2004.07.18.03.15.21926]] |
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When I get married, I will think of you. How glad I am It was not you, Who tamed me. I will look at my beautiful husband And love him for everything you never able to give me, To tell me, To show me. For accepting me, Even though I am damaged. But most of all, I will love him because He is not you. |