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Met for the first time with your baby The love you have in your heart flows No not flows, rushes to every nerve and the bond you have just grows That is unconditional love. Met for the first time with your soul mate The person with whom you moan, laugh, sing and grow old No not grow old, mature with to the end of your days To love always, and to have and to hold. That is unconditional love.
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Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 12:04 PM UTC
Unconditional Love
Met for the first time with your baby The love you have in your heart flows No not flows, rushes to every nerve and the bond you have just grows That is unconditional love. Met for the first time with your soul mate The person with whom you moan, laugh, sing and grow old No not grow old, mature with to the end of your days To love always, and to have and to hold. That is unconditional love.
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Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 12:04 PM UTC
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