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Come take me
To the river bank
And sit awhile and share
All of your life's secret's
The one's you think
Haven't been fair.
In treating you with respect
Mainly within
Your marraige I mean,
Like looking in a mirror
Or on a stage
Recreating the scene.
You must be totally honest
Including the emotional time
No pretence,
You're not allowed to mime.
There will be tears of sadness
Times of pure love and joy,
But most of all
There will be satisfaction
Because we climbed over
All the mountains
A marriage can bring,
And brought the beauty
And love back
Into our lives
Like the freshness of spring.

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