we are made of dust and ancient light
of matter and molecules married by chance
we are the stuff of stars
now bride and groom are fused together
as perpetrators of circumstance
do you take this force of nature
for better and for worse?
these cells and particles to honour and obey?
let us join together to celebrate this tiny universe
and let no man rent asunder
speak now, or forever hold thy fragile peace
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