Love is blind, but still we see
The meaning of it all
Behind a shadowed sillouette
It beckons with its call
Love is kind, when pure and true
With no falsehoods or deceit
In a moment that is fleeting
It will make a life complete
Love is cruel, in many ways
When lost without beseech
The longing when its meant to be
But forever out of reach
Love is all, upon this earth
Nothing else can near compare
So, find the one who's in your heart
And keep them growing there
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