It is without truth: the everlasting tie to the universe.
And with each our own love bonded together by marriage. . .
Then we too become infinite.
I made this for my Uncle's wedding, it was a wedding present.
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| . . .Is but an infinite bond made by our true ancestors.
It is without truth: the everlasting tie to the universe. And with each our own love bonded together by marriage. . . Then we too become infinite. I made this for my Uncle's wedding, it was a wedding present. |
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