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LoVe

Love is real, real is love. Love is feeling, feeling love.
Love is wanting…Wanting to be loved.
Love is touch, touch is love. Love is reaching, reaching love.
Love is asking, to be loved.
Love is you. You and me.
Love is knowing, we can be.

Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?
I could almost kiss the star for shining so bright.
When I see your smiling…
I would never to miss this cause in my heart I know what this is.
This is our dream are made of..
I got somewhere I belong.
I got somebody to love..
This is our dream are made of…’