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Love turns mere water into wine
Love turns mere water into wine
and earthly things become divine.
Swallowing hurt and hatred up
it sweetens every bitter cup.
Love satisfies the deepest thirst
and always puts its' loved one first.
It does not hurt, but seeks to please
and even love its enemies.
poem
by
Royston
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