“We will weather the storms of fate, we will face the winds of life, together“, she said.
There was nothing for me to opine.
So I took her hand in mine.
Taking her Hand
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October 20, 2018
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Scribbled Verse 
One of your best!
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Thank YOU so very much. Means a lot.
Peace and love ✌
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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😊 ✌☮
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This made my heart go Awwww.
I think that says it all, no? 😉
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it sure does, my dear friend ✌
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I can’t find the reblog button to share this or I would. It is short but powerful.
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thank you so very much, friend
Peace ✌
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