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FOR A WOMAN'S WORTH HATH NEVER
DWELT IN THE HOUR SHE WEDDETH.
ㅤ🌟 ﹙They ask, "When shall thee wed?"﹚
ㅤas though a woman's tale were fulfilled
ㅤbeneath a bridal veil. Yet her worth was
ㅤnever written by the passing of years, nor
ㅤmeasured by the swiftness with which
ㅤshe entereth matrimony.
🌟. For every maiden beareth
her own silent battles, cherished
dreams, and sacred season. Let
not another's haste become thy
burden, for blossoms bloom not
at a common hour.
The fairest lives are those that
unfold in the time Heaven hath
most graciously ordained.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
FOR A WOMAN'S WORTH HATH NEVER
DWELT IN THE HOUR SHE WEDDETH.
ㅤChapter O1 ｜ Beyond the Bridal Veil 🌟
ㅤ🌟 ﹙They ask, "When shall thee wed?"﹚
ㅤas though a woman's tale were fulfilled
ㅤbeneath a bridal veil. Yet her worth was
ㅤnever written by the passing of years, nor
ㅤmeasured by the swiftness with which
ㅤshe entereth matrimony.
𐚁. 1987’s: Too oft the world beholdeth the
calendar before it beholdeth the soul.
🌟. For every maiden beareth
her own silent battles, cherished
dreams, and sacred season. Let
not another's haste become thy
burden, for blossoms bloom not
at a common hour.
The fairest lives are those that
unfold in the time Heaven hath
most graciously ordained.
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