er and my short, quick breaths nearly stopped. then they did stop when you came closer. you came to me and we smiled, hand in hand, underneath our favorite sky. walking just above the ground so everyone could see. and everyone did see. you in white and me next to you. you and the carousel and the flower bouquet.when i remember three years ago i think about our window seat at la mere catherine. and, you in your dress coming around the corner for me.
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