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Meaning of Love  

 

Love is the whisper in the morning breeze,  

The rustle of leaves in ancient trees.  

It's the warmth of the sun on a winter's day,  

The light that guides when we lose our way.  

 

Love is the laughter that fills the air,  

The silent understanding, the unspoken care.  

It's the hand that holds through the darkest night,  

The beacon of hope, the eternal light.  

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