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| My little sister, Darlin |
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| and her love, Jan, exchanged marriage vows today... |
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There is love.
And they shared their happily ever after with a bunch of people who arrived in a field on a Sun Valley ranch, and then sat in motley groups on hay bales. |
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| {LOVE sang sweeter than the guitars that played through the air when the loved groom kissed the beloved bride} |
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| {Love cluttered every breath, fed every dream, billowed in the silky swirls of her wedding dress, and glittered in the gold of their wedding rings} |
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| {There was LOVE bigger than words to explain it} |
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| {Love drenched my sister and her husband, soaked her to the core, the constant pull on her universe keeping them dancing a close orbit} |
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| {LOVE danced around ankles, glittered on flower girls skirts and blue bows.} |
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| {Darlin's love for Jan is the song her blood dances to, what makes the planets spin and the sun shine so brightly} |
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| {His love for her filled the sky with stars and fiery sunsets, makes home wherever they are together, and paints laughter through the day} |
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| {LOVE curled between them when they met nine years ago, clung to their shoulders and shouted to the heavens} |
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| {Love beams rudely, exultantly at everyone who looks at them, while they are busy watching each other.} |
Know that there is love, and their love shone brightly in the smiles of people who mattered.
