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Wednesday, Dec. 18, 2002 @ 11:03 a.m. A PROTRAIT OF MY WIFE TO MY SWEET AMY WHOSE LOVE IS TRUE. If words could paint a picture of... What I see when I see you. You would see a rose that's void of thorns... Uniquely colored blue. It would appear this rose is made of crystal. It would sparkle it would shine. Its strength would be like that of diamonds. It would truly be sublime. Just to behold it is an honor. To touch it is a dream come true. Its beauty,strength and poise are rare, Just like the qualities found in you. Copyright �2002 Robert A Mingo All content property of RAM 2003 |
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