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    She knows exactly what she wants in the end, To grow old, holding the hand of a friend. To hold his heart and to trust him with her own. To know his love will always keep her warm. She knows what she wants and she knows what she needs, Yet still she waits and waits just to see… Will the journey to the end be all she ever dreamed? Will he take her by the hand and offer his love freely? She tries to be patient, to have faith in herself alone. She takes each step with bated breath and steps out into the unknown. ~ A. Saam

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