Love Transforms Us
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When life's once pure glass
Forged in the dreams of childhood,
Becomes obscured or
Broken, only Love can mend
And heal the heart's wounds
And fragments. It will come like
A slow arrow or
A god. When it does, it will
Be profound, and yet,
So simple. It transforms us.
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