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I held this love up to the light, to see what grips my heart so tight.
What secret power lies within, that softens hearts of callus men.
I held this love up to the light, searching for the source so bright.
Could this love just be my own, that reaches out to all unknown.
I held this love up to the light, to understand with all my might.
The answer came from up above, it was the 'Light' that was this love.
By Preston Pittman
I love you. |
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