Poetry

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True love is not a condition,
An antidote, prescription or potion,
It's not a mere notion,
Or a fleeting moment;
It's not a gamble,
Nor can it be bought;
True love has no price,
That is too great to pay.
True love can suffice,
Where material possessions can not;
Poverty has no jurisdiction,
Sickness matters not.
True love is not a mastered fate,
It tolerates great compromise,
And rewards selfless sacrifice.
Unlike a toy,
True love
Cannot be discarded,
When battle-scared and soiled.
Never spoiled,
True love only grows sweeter
With time;
True love does not grow weary
But stronger by the year.
True love has every solution,
And true love has no true fear.

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