We All Need It
Where does it come from?
Does it get old?
Its always around you, yet doesn't get known.
Its taken for granted, and sometimes grows cold.
But, no matter how old or no matter how young,
It is the one that outshines the sun.
No matter what depth or no matter what height,
Love is the one that always wins the fight.
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