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They were young when they first met,
He saw her face he wouldn't forget.
He was a child with many dreams,
But thru it all her face he seen.
He pleaged his love for her undying,
Inside her heart she knew he wasn't lying.
He place upon her hand a ring,
His symbol of Love, Her everything.
The ring is something without compare,
A circle unbroken anywhere.
Like Love together this ring can be,
Like a circle, It runs for eternity.
Richard Lewis Patton