The Unfinished Poem

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By <font color=#FFFFFF>Convalescence</font>

"He loves me, He loves me not." That was always as far as I got. He doesn't love me for who I'm not. He'll always love me and I'll never see. I am so blind, but then, so is he. At our wedding I now wear a ring. I guess I found what I couldn't see. We've set free who we'll be. The story goes on for him and me. This is today, it won't fade away... Moving on.

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