Soulmates

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Grey hair, wrinkled face,

They walked slowly,

Hand in hand,

They stepped together.

They stopped in between several times. They took a breadth and started again. The church was glowing with candles. Candles of love that hung everywhere.

He bent on his knees, Just like ages before. The only difference though was he did it with aching legs. His best suite hanging loudly over his shoulders, he held her hand.

The same hand which he had held many years before. She still felt shy as first time whenever he did so.

"Will you marry me?", he asked with a pause - "Will you marry me again?".

She looked directly in his eyes. Her white gown looked bigger for her today. Yet she looked gorgeous. 

"yes", she spoke with a smile. "It's a yes my love for every-time you ask".

They exchanged the rings and locked their lips. The whole world screamed - true soul mates.

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