LORI

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LOVE, is all that you need,
Or must be care to fill your narrow head;
Rather the world given you mess,
Its crafty and full of mighty distress;

Let rain pour on your face,
On a match when your losing the race;
Ringing that bell with awkward noise,
In a place of such unheard voice;

Like a star of blazing dawn,
Only three words remain unknown;
Right inside me I know,
I thank you for the things you bestow;

Late but far more better than none,
Only I considered you as a stubborn one;
Reliable self is now telling you,
If you look you'll see we're working it out with you;

:-)

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