Love is the glove that fits so well it is impossible to tell...
Hope is the rope that hangs so low it is almost the same as woe...
Faith is the wraith that flies so high it is really a question of why....
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Love is the glove that fits so well it is impossible to tell... Hope is the rope that hangs so low it is almost the same as woe... Faith is the wraith that flies so high it is really a question of why....