Love Died on the Tree
Love died on the tree for you and for me. Love died on the tree for our iniquities. Love came to this world quietly. Love died on the tree oh so tragically. But this story is not over, love rose it is true. Now love lives in us for eternity. Love gave us life, me and you. So love one another in remembrance of the truth.
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