It was just the other night when the bright lights of the moon reflected off the dust particles into his bedroom. There he stood and thought of all the memories that slowly faded away. Some were happy, some were sad, some made him wonder if he should be gloomy or glad.
On the bed was his girl. She was a treasure, a precious jewel and that was a fact everybody knew. The clock was ticking and his eyes started to droop, fatigue plagued him but he still had chores that were overdue. However long the day, he had to complete them to ensure that the upcoming holidays were filled with joy and glee. Slowly and silently he finally got to bed. He sunk into the feather-filled pillow, while his arms wrapped around his darling lady, cuddling to the dead night silence and the happy memories that started to replay in his head.
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