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Aug 2021
Love, with a purpose?
It is always blessed.
It's worth more than your jewelry in a treasure chest.

You can't pawn it.
You can't loan it.
All you can honestly do is own it.

Love, with a purpose.
Is always searched for.
Eventually, you are blessed to make it yours.

You can't run from it.
You can't hide from it.
All you can do is try to deny it.
But eventually, it will be seen.

Love, with a purpose.
Is only hidden in a few?
Because, if you look within a lover's eyes?
It more than lightly be seen.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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