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Poetry about LOVE ❤️ #tpgf
Love speaks softly,
like rain at dawn,
or a shadow cast
on the lawn.
It needs no show,
no loud parade,
just a gentle look,
a promise made.
It’s in the quiet,
the spaces near,
a hand to hold,
a voice to hear.
Love doesn’t rush,
it takes its time,
a steady beat,
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