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The Seed of Love
Love is like a seed,
casually planted in the heart
of two people.
It must be given a chance to grow,
watered, fertilized and nurtured
by strong ties of proper moral values.
I saw such planting once.
They were young and full of zest.
She was petite and loving.
He was strong and hard-working.
The seed grew...lopsided.
For they grew rich. Egoism set in
and one wanted all, the other yielded.
The seedling died.
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Victor Buhagiar
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