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21 years

She is one,
She is beautiful.
And she's my everything.
I closed my eyes,
I opened my heart.
And she was given to me,
She's just 21 years.

There was rain.
There was a rainbow
And she's my pot of gold.
I took her hand.
She took my hand
And together we'll grow old.
We're just 21 years.

I wrote her name.
I keep the memory of her face.
And somehow my life is better than my dream
I have her heart.
She has my heart.
We curved our names into a tree.
And we're just 21 years.

I had my thoughts.
I had my doubts.
But now I believe God truly exist.
For this one beautiful thing.
For this one magnificent person,
He has given me.
And she's nothing more than 21 years.
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