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Sometimes love is very special.
You feel it so deep in your heart.
It's not a love you were seeking,
But a love where fate played a part.
You have such a warm and glorious feeling,
Whenever that person is near.
You know they'll never know,
That this is the way you feel.
Love is like a clinging vine,
It just keeps growing and growing.
But sometimes you begin to wonder,
Just where this love is going.
Make sure this love will always stay,
Locked up in your heart,
Because this is a very special love,
A love that will NEVER
depart.
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