As preparations of a wedding covered the village like a mist

Joy filled the heart of the people, even elevated the happiness of the groom

Finaly the day we all been waiting for has arrived on our doorstep

With no knock or door open we entered in its cargo and took a ride...



Oooh how could it be that on the aisle death is dressed as a bride...

From a joyful preparation to a sadful wedding day

From a happy groomsman to a sorrowful husband...

Indeed we must be hopeful but always leave a room for such disappointments

It quickly gone out the joy of the wedding that could have been but hasn't been
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