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Cherished
 




LOVE, that perfect gift, that precious boon,
IS never giving up, never failing,
SPACE to grow with freedom in the choice,
AND tender patience when there's no plain-sailing.
TIME freely given, positively caring,
MEASURED in moments knowing one is cherished
BY that one soul to whom your love belongs,
THE one you vowed to love 'til both have perished,
HEART quite devoted, as in sweet love songs.


Quote (vertical) Marcel Proust





By cherryk

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