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You are my muse, Not talking about musical instruments. The melody that is sung when we come together. Your very heart beat is the drums That play a part in our symphony. Your footsteps play like a violin, Soft and light. Your sun kissed glow, Smooth like a saxophone. With our children, Their laughter and breath, Sounds that complete the musical ensemble. Ich liebe dich. 
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Timeless thought, Daydreaming of what has come, Knowing it's not what keeps me anxiously waiting, To see how I will flourish after the chain holding me back is finally broken. It is not that I just want to live, I want to flourish. In Him, He promises I will; I find peace in no other. When obstacles, hurdles, or difficulty come our way, He sustains us. |
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