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A complicated yet simple man that is attempting to love and serve an amazing God with the wonderful woman, who walks this journey with him
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Sunday, May 25, 2008
A women's touch
The bubble of conversation.
Laughter, swoons and embarrassed giggles.
Food passed from one plate to another.
Stories spun and told.
I'm happy and content.
Oh yes I am.
1 comment:
siew wai
said...
too bad it was without my presence!:(
May 25, 2008 at 3:31 AM
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too bad it was without my presence!:(
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