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The Promise

Dear Love,

Wherever I go and whoever I end up with,
I can't promise that I will never hurt you at all
But I promise that I'll always take care of you
And will never leave you no matter what.

I won't let anything harm you or pull you down
I'll bring you up when you're feeling down
Wipe your tears if they're flowing down
I know you'll do the same for me deep down

Together we make a powerful duo
We face our problems as a team
With intelligence and grace we conquer
This I promise you.

My Love,

You'll be the finest wife ever to me
The best mother my kids could ever ask for
I want the world to know how lucky I am
To be proud and finally say you're mine

I'll kiss your forehead every morning
And whisper in your ears those magic words
The sweetest words are only for you
Because no one deserves it more than you

I pray one day we'll get old together
And travel the world just the two of us
I can't imagine of anything better
Than the love we have, I cherish forever

The Promise - SD.



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