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Jan 2014
There is no room in the heart for hate
For it is already filled with love
To say otherwise is like saying a glass of water
Is actually filled with ash, which can clearly be dismissed as false
Like the ash, hate only brings sorrow and death
While the water, like love, brings joy and life
AntRedundAnt
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AntRedundAnt  USA
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