Poetry

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It's not what we do for a living, it's not what we do for a crust.
It's all about being forgiving, and giving itself, is a must!

It's not about building up bridges, it's not about tearing them down.
For life in in itself, is a privilege, sequins on an evening gown.

It's not about one's reputation, for talk in itself, is so cheap.
It's all about love of creating the harvest that most of us reap.

It's not about our education, for few of us finished at School,
it's all about heart print's creation, for love in itself, is the tool.

So, once you have captured this blessing, you'll find it re-creates itself.
And through love, you're never kept guessing, for true love's the secret of wealth!

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