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tranquil compassionate fairylane
somewhere under the sky
where birds dance together with flowers and trees
where no trust is broken
where we will be like us ,
without any dread
leaning my head on your shoulders
talking about our life , our dream ,our home
A home that we will build together
sharing the chores and beauty
sharing our smiles and tears
slicing each responsibilities
with love and care
where doing will not be a burden
and heart won't fear
to walk several miles
forgiving silly mistakes and pointless fights
to make a home we can feel
with our childerns playing ,chanting
and growing
witnessing our love
when I will be by your side
holding your hand on mine
seeing my whole future at your eyes
and like today
I feel luckiest to be your wife
for my whole life
--bijaya kc

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i know

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