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Love

Where art I without love? Forsake me not for I know no cost Winter's cold, winter's coat, Shall I, Lest my gloves? Thou giveth, I aim, but without love I am lost No one ever sought anything but money When all is done, man, hunting down like a ghost Greed is it all but love is sunny Thee forever remains the greatest host These days its hard to cope Wishing on a star, doeth away my hate Shall I not pray to thee lest I lose hope? Standing in the plain, green pastures, lay me down in fate Destiny's departure I am nothing without love

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