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Free Love

By all means they try to hold me secure who love me in this world.
But it is otherwise with thy love which is greater than theirs,
and thou keepest me free.

Lest I forget them they never venture to leave me alone.
But day passes by after day and thou art not seen.

If I call not thee in my prayers, if I keep not thee in my heart,
thy love for me still waits for my love.

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  • JM Kenyon
    February 18, 2005
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    endless, eternal, soul searing, deep bondages of pure love!!! even abandonment and being spurned are no cure for such emotion.

    ~genielassie~