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Love


Not jewelry, or money,

Not clothes or rings, or material things,

Not sun or sky nor dark of night,

For only love can make it right.

So all alone I'll never be,

As long is there is love of me.

But love must not come from you to be,

For the important thing is I love me.

 

 

 

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