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Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall,
they will all come to pass.
But it will stay.
Years will go on,
people will come and go.
But it will stay
Children born,
1st, 2nd, 3rd birthdays.
But it will stay.

An immovable object,
an unstoppable force.
Nothing will change it,
nothing will get in it’s way.
It is unconditional,
unwavering.
It is here to stay.
My love for you.

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