Love is the key

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~Ali
 
Love is my way, 
 Love is my goal; 
 Whatever you say, 
 Love is my all. 

 If you want happiness, 
 It would be free,
You just need a smily-face,
 Love is the key.

 The more you live, 
 The more you learn; 
 The more you give, 
 The more you earn. 

 Love is present everywhere, 
 You just need to find; 
 It depends on share and care, 
 And how your heart is kind.

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