TILL THE END OF TIME

A sweet smile of a dawn And a sad bed now bloomed. The room was filled with delight. Tears of joy were crystal bright.  It's genuine than the purest love Bond with the blessings of God The smudge had blown into no traces. All gotten rid in the name of forgiveness.  Our imperfections turned into a kind of magic. We pardon ourselves and sincerely forget. Vows in the church are substantial as it's twice blessed. We will be until the end of time as promised.

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