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Love is to know her, her inner most sacred being,
the nature of her every delight. Love is the cherisher of the divine heart, the one who created me, the one who will guide
me, the one I would die for and the one who will make me live again. Love is she, the sweet breath
of heaven and earth.
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Copyright © Kevin
Brian Wright, 2005.
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