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LOVEAlthough I miss the people I knew, mainly I miss ones who knew me. Reciprocating trust refuels the soul, paints delight on reality. The value of a friend knows no price; it is a rare, premium find, whose words inspirit requisite thoughts, fresh inspirations for the mind. One freedom granted-one freedom gained, wisdom's prescribed pact assures. Victory is not in triumph's yield, but where unfailing love endures. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I Corinthians 13:4-7 [NLT] Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged. It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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