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Love is a tender, precious gift It can do so many things. It almost seems miraculous With all the joys it brings. |
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Love can make a family circle Make a humble house a home And can keep dear ones ever close No matter where they roam |
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Love brings peace to minds that worry while dear ones are apart. Only love can recall those words That caused a troubled heart. |
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Love lets you do those little things You'd oftimes like to say With gentle acts of kindness To better someone's day. |
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And love brings friends together Lets them walk hand in hand, Knowing that the other cares Sure, love is simply grand. |
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