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LOVE WINS ALL

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Camouflaged shadow lurking down the aisle,

I peek to see his eyes after all this while.

Same old story,

As he disappears in all the glory.

Union with another, love at risk

There comes the shadow again with the aura of brisk.

But this time unlike others,

I hold his hand as he ushers.

Never am I a coward,

I confront the kindred.

After everything, here I stand tall,

Knowing love wins all.

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Dictionary :

• Camouflage : blend with surroundings

• Brisk : active & energetic / efficient

• Usher : show or guide something / mark      start of something new

• Kindred : family

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