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Sep 2020
Oh, I have walked
through the furnace
of my troubles
never seeing the end
love to me all unknown.
Was the world
made for a devil
to relish pain
and relish misery
earth burning
from a hell below?
But I found the answer
in your eyes.
All is love
and all is well
by your side
for beneath it all
love has made the world.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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