Shining Paths
We walk.
You grasp my hand.
The valleys glisten with a crystalline beauty
From the millions suns that light each path we may take.
There is only hope and love, and nothing more,
On this day of grandeur
And us.
You grasp my hand.
The valleys glisten with a crystalline beauty
From the millions suns that light each path we may take.
There is only hope and love, and nothing more,
On this day of grandeur
And us.
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