Standing by her side, I am filled with pride,
for without her, I am but a smudge, a blur, on this Earth.
I wouldn't succeed, for it is her I need.
I would face battle or war, for it is her I adore.
The harshest of storms to me, I wish no sympathy.
As long as you are with me, I will forever be, your's truly.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
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