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precious find.

It shall not be
That death itself
Becomes the end,

The end of us
Of love,

For love
if not but
Anything else
Holds such hopes,

Let us be tied
Heart's to soul
Body and dust,

Love of all
Is love,

Lust in all
Is lust,

Let not be in all
That death,

In death is all,

in love in death
we fall,

fall in death
and love,

no other
Precious find,

the way his glove
in hand fits mine,

Love is love
forever kind,

in death in love
Combined.

nardine Sanderson 15/07/2015.

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sparrowsong

Sis Nardine...

The way his glove in hand fits mine,

Love is Love forever kind

Thanks for sharing...

I LOVE THIS 5* and fav Sis

Hugs

sparrowsong

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