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Love is everyone’s duty,
It’s a flower that you call, It’s a beauty to a beauty, Love is nothing… love is all. Love is a park With only one bench, With stars in the dark, With two souls that clench. Love is life on speed, It’s all you’ll ever hate, But love is all you’ll need To please your heart and fate. Love is a tear Shed out of fear, Of losing one dear, Forgetting what’s near. Love is a hand Hold in your hand, It’s two grains of sand On a very plain land. Love is a kiss On a perfect full moon, It’s something you’ll miss If not repeated soon. Love is a forgotten letter, A borrowed warm sweater, It’s an offering of shelter, It’s all that makes you better. Love is just a word That means so much, It’s a newly born bird That begs for your touch. Love is a smile, It’s a very tight hug, It’s living for a while, Love is a drug. Love is “I do†With endless points of view, It’s always something new ‘Cause my love… is you.
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