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I see her eyes sparkle as she takes it all in

She's in awe of the beauty that comes with the dying sun

I see her tan fingers intertwine with mine

She's excited, for what reason she's not sure

I see the sunset turn her golden

She could never get any prettier

I see my hands tremble as I reach into my pocket

She's going to be so surprised

I see a tsunami of emotion roll across her face as I kneel

She's not sure what to think neither am I

I see myself open the box with baited breath

I see the diamond glimmer and

I see the shape of a word on her lips... no

I see tears cloud my vision... no

I see a sad smile as she walks away... no 

I see the ground coming quick as I fall... no no no no no

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