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Created on: December 24, 2009
The one I need
I love with not my heart;
My head gives me much,
Yet I need more to live.
Blood gives all else but warmth;
Life, however, means very little,
When it lacks our truest desire.
My soul alone does little for me;
In truth, I need so few things,
I love only through the One I need
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