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That Night In Seville
I bought this music box that night in Seville. Such a magical evening, as we danced beneath the moonlight. I can still feel the warm night breeze as it fluttered softly through your long dark hair. How your eyes refelected the candlelight that surrounded us as the music played. Then you looked at me that way only you could; & thats how I always knew, you were the one.
Life with you was like a dream come true. Every second more precious than the last. Blessed with such a wonderful family, our children grew up in a peaceful, loving home. Even now their lives grow fruitful. We were like 2 souls carved from the same stone. We may have weathered over the years, but in the end we stood firm throughout our days.
But how fleeting time can be. How fast our lives can pass. Two souls are now one. For our good lord has chosen to take you from me. But as I sit here alone, drowning in tears, listening to this music box. A measure of peace becomes me. For despite my pain, I know, we will always have that night in Seville...
Life with you was like a dream come true. Every second more precious than the last. Blessed with such a wonderful family, our children grew up in a peaceful, loving home. Even now their lives grow fruitful. We were like 2 souls carved from the same stone. We may have weathered over the years, but in the end we stood firm throughout our days.
But how fleeting time can be. How fast our lives can pass. Two souls are now one. For our good lord has chosen to take you from me. But as I sit here alone, drowning in tears, listening to this music box. A measure of peace becomes me. For despite my pain, I know, we will always have that night in Seville...
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