"I don't hear 'tick, tock' anymore. Now it's 'she, is.' I've heard that 'time will tell,' but I never thought that time would spell love with its progression. The procession of weeks and months have made my heart weak with wants and desires that will never expire since love never tires. Fires in my soul erupt anew with every second spent with you. The hands of time constantly mold our love into something better..."
-A. Lewis
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