I have a friend named Love,
Like a beautiful flying dove.
Although Love doesn't know how to love,
But I am here to teach her how to love.
I said, love is patient and kind,
I hope she will bear this in her mind.
And told her, love is very hard to find,
Just like my sister who still waits this time.
So Love love the boy she loves,
Like her pet named pretty dove.
But the boy didn't love Love,
So Love promised not to love.
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