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We All Need Love |
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Love is like A Butterfly in so many, many ways. It brings a bit of sunshine, even on gloomy days. It makes our souls feel lighter, just to know it's there. And it gives our spirit wings, as if floating in the air. It carries us to places, that we never knew before, And comes in many sizes, shapes and hues galore. |
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Once we've seen it, we wish to hold onto it so tight, But like a frail butterfly, we must allow it free fight. For if we should try to cage it up, and hold it in a pen. We'll surely crush it's wings, and it'll never fly again. To keep that love glowing, in our hearts each day. We must remember always, to give some of it away. |
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Every little bit we give, to someone else to share, Comes back tenfold, and we've so much to spare. Put your love on gossamer wings, and give it flight; It will return to you, and bring you much delight. |
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Author Unknown |
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