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The reason you began to love
Was because God gave you
a special way
Of seeing the perfection
He created in you.
He let you look beyond
Your humanness
To see each other
As He intended you to be.
Your life together
Will be sweet and full
If you will remember
This one thing:
When you take her hand,
Or when you take his,
Know that you are three.
Think of it often,
Carve it on your heart.
Let your “We” be
“You and God and me.” By Robby Robinson

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