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To Love June 18, 2008

Posted by Dine Racoma in Childhood Innocence.
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by Dine Racoma

To love is to share
Though there’s no more to spare
It is to sacrifice
The deeds one can’t surmise
It is to be willing
To make right everything
To give that precious smile
That seems to reach a mile.

It is reality
Bit never fantasy
It is willing to forget
All the wrongs you have set
To thank the One above
He who taught men to love.



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