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Dearly bruhloved we are swaggered here today to join these two bros in holy matrihomie.
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I don’t know what we’ll be to each other. When all is said and done; when the flowers have wilted and the lace has yellowed and we’re both just summarized on a stone in the yard as a pile of relationships, I don’t know what mine will say about you.
Maybe you were my one great love.