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The Power of Love

This thing called "love" Has the power to change you, Make you persevere to the end, Take you up, around, then back again. Love has the power to Make you re-define your very soul, Drive you crazy if you let it, or Bring everything under control. True love is not a game, Stemming from the trenches of the heart. Love is something real, Worthy of the highest honor, Magnifying, dignifying, and empowering All who embrace its ways, Healing even the deepest wounds, Collecting the pieces of a broken heart, Fortifying and solidifying it like a stone wall Even the woes of life will never pierce. This thing called "love"— Value it, treasure it, give its honor. True love rarely shows its face Amid this bedarkened world. Never again may you get the chance to experience The power of love. Chanté Walker January 9, 2024

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Date: 1/12/2024 10:40:00 AM
Love can be close and present, often strong, yet it can be fleeting and fragile too. It deserves respect and appreciation. Your words are true and never more true in 2024!
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