Love is glory,
Love is good.
Happiness well understood,
Glorious morning,
Gorgeous life,
Love so makes you,
Feel alive!
Then upon some time well gone,
We will think about the days,
When Love was not Two but One,
But life went the other way,
And 'Forever' is a word,
That death quickly can erase,
And 'Forever' can become,
Painful memories, in its place.
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