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A Pot of Glue | ||
Love is patient, strong and kind, Making seeing couples blind To the faults each may possess, Reveling in happiness. Love is like a garden bright, Blooming through the day and night. Love is like a pot of glue, Binding hearts forever true. May we never love betray So it will not fly away. | ||
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