I decided long ago, dear John, that you must be my husband. I think it was the day climbed up the waterfall, with your shoes off, and a bag of fish for your mother. So, after all these years of loving, shall little things like money and a family name separate us? They mean nothing. Oh John, you must never leave me. It would break my heart.
I decided long ago, dear John, that you must be my husband. I think it was the day climbed up the waterfall, with your shoes off, and a bag of fish for your mother. So, after all these years of loving, shall little things like money and a family name separate us? They mean nothing. Oh John, you must never leave me. It would break my heart.
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