A Collection of Thoughts

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When we were six,
We crossed our pinky fingers
Vowing for a union
At the shade of the tree
We first met

But now at twenty-six,
Our arms are intertwined
As I walk you down
And entrust you
At your beloved
Waiting at the end of aisle

-TrisWrote [TRES]
06/17/24