(Thoughts)
If there be a heaven, after mine heroic deeds, my love for you will be viewed in the sky. And for every good gesture, all of creation shall shake till there's no story to tell. But O-- if in deserving of this-- would you God make (for me) me and my dearest our younger selves, that we could dance and sing, and I can love and protect her forever. ❤️
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