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| May this tree stand forever in the forests of love Unlike a real tree a poor imitation this tree shall never grow old and neither shall the love we have for one another You are the moon to my night sky The summer to my winter The north to my south From our first date under the loving gaze of Tom Faulkner to our first kiss under the loving gaze of Dan Foulsham to our first double date under the loving gaze of Celebrity Bonnie Wilson our love has never been a secret So I declare it now for all the world to read You are the bark to my trunk My love My egg My love egg David |
