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The following is a piece of writing submitted by du courage on February 9, 2014
"Here's to the one who is the soil to me in which everything comes to life. He deserves all praise and more."
Ode to my love
You askMy love, what does he mean to me
You'd better ask
what not he'd be
He is the earth beneath my feet
The sun who shines so bright
He is the moon to me
The stars in every night
He is the flowers
and the trees
The song of birds
The humming of the bees
You ask
What means my love to me
I guess
He means the world to me
and nothing less
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