More valuable then gold,
Lasting longer then us all,
It's a breath of fresh air,
.....it's supernatural.
We take it for granted,
Despite its worth
Our souls are interwoven,
Our destinies intertwined.
"What is it that does this?"
You ask.
The answer, my friends,
Is hidden by a mask.
People hide this feeling,
Ashamed, afraid,
knee-deep in misery
Afraid it'll fade.
The answer to all
This happens to be Love.
It holds us close,
Keeps us looking above.
So take my advice
When Isay this to you,
Never stop loving
Always hold true.
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