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I had to wipe my eyes and clear my throat,
Because of what he wrote
It struck a chord in my heart,
Because of the precious thoughts of art
He took my passions on a ride like no other
writer could
Every word he wrote, my mind, my soul,
and my
heart understood
He took me to a higher plain of what love is
and what it could become
His book got me hooked on getting love at
a large sum
Making others who read the book want
some: of this thing called love
that is granted by God up above.
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