Life.

By
It's Love,
Of the things,
You hold near,
And you want to.

It's Love,
Of the things
You let go,
'Cause you ought to.

It's Love,
Of the world,
All its beauty,
Its art.

It's Love,
Of yourself
And your soul,
And your heart.





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