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There's Love Still
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I'm The Love Of Your Life
They try to make you what is no more loved.
Without me tiring I'm involved in this;
My friend, appendage, the beloved you touched
Myself even when you're unsolved, amiss.
Only is there my love, no perfection,
Offence to those that find me to be so.
No one must be my judge, my perception
Is nothing that you must keep or know.
In that is me and I in this, no one,
In silence must not be your truth or lie
Being heard or not, that duty I get done;
'Must keep you living, I must not let you die!
