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oh, I'm dreaming of a dear to be near just so I have a voice to listen too others then all these screams I like to listen too someone voice smooth and gentle like rain drops falling from the Cloud above someone that will poke me when I'm in the wrong or you could cuff me someone like a new tree to be planted take care of it water it feed it encourage it listen to it talk to it watch it grow help it in sickness in health worship it trim it when needed help support it when it is down cover it when winds are near because I want to be there for my dear since my dear has been there for me every step of my journey Just like this ol tree in my yard standing tall old full of wisdom yes, it's not perfect it has tree limbs that are dead on it, but it still stands tall, that's the type of marriage I want in life
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