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a collection of thoughts: love and respect Oh, we had love, when I was growing up. We had love, we just called it by a different name. We never lost a bit of it. I believe there is a bond between people that is stronger than love. Better than love. You only lose it if you choose to give up. The highest form the strongest bond is not a friendship is not love. On a scale with equal balance love falls short and can not measure up to the cup full of respect. Rivals with none. Excellent by it's very nature Sown in fields of integrity Pulled by just weights and equal measures Encouraged by the knowledge it gathers Cultivated on the grounds of patience Tempered with wisdom. Lasting, with luck Obvious and illusive Volatile and victorious Exciteable and insomnious Passion sows it seeds. One who has wisdom seeks respect gets love grows in passion. |
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