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TRUE LOVE

True love- it doesn't matter how two distant stars are;
It glimpses how burly and faithful you are
No matter how countless time you’re tested by adversity,
If you both grasp love unreservedly
You constantly distinguish its rays unblemished down on you.
True love- never hunts for quandary
It indefatigably holds serenity and contentment;
Whether in the test of time,
Though obscurity and qualms come to pass Together you steadily seize hands infinity.
True love- delineates not what you perceive
It genuinely acquaints with what you believe;
Never impedes from believing
Even as failures draw closer along the line;
Persistently bears warmth and delight indefinitely.

True love- in no way disgust anything
For ever and a day it abides with placid impressions
As it commences to repugnance;
Undeniably it builds gentle compassion
And, tremendously deems fidelity.

True love- never lost but triumphs,
Amidst an assortment of challenges and misfortunes,
It never vies to be the victor;
But, restores aggression unto tranquility,
- Interminably bestows tenderness.

True love- not at all fears distances
It unlocks vast hope when melancholy ascends.
Comprehends not resentment but bounteousness;
Even in times of obscurity and nuisance,
It reckons that trustworthiness must be sustained.

True love- exults not in an erroneous comportment
It subsists in genuine gratification and contentment;
When it overlooks bliss, it effortlessly cultivates delight.
Until the end of time deepens and widens devotion
-No matter what it obtains, it’ll never grow fainter.

True love- bequeaths no reason to relinquish
In times of dilemma, it builds cheerfulness,
And never solicits anything in return;
It isn’t love till you give it away-
Every now and then, it gives reasons to live.

True love- regrets nothing at all,
It sees no wide of the smears
But, relishes moments of togetherness;
It never hates nor gets green,
-Exists justifiably with love and compassion.

True love- when death sends beyond existence
Demises not in mourning but persists to living harmoniously;
It genuinely exists not only in this world –
Where conflicts and pains ensue
But, forever and a day, it dwells in a perfect harmony.
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