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Love is not a whim. Love is not a flower that fades with a few fleeting years. Love is a choice wedded to action, my husband, and I choose you, and I will choose you every day for the rest of my life.

Brent Weeks

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Brent Weeks
Age: 47
Born: 1977
Born: March 7
Author
Novelist
Writer
Montana
United States
Love
Husband
Life
Choice
Choose
Wedded
Rest
Whim
Choices
Fleeting
Action
Fades
Every
Wedding
Years
Flower

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