❤️Dreams that softly flutter like the wings of doves
Each sound they utter
Sings of love❤️
Our beauty
Our beauty is in what we seek
How we treat others
How and what we speak
The way
go or stay
We approach each day
The love we hold
The love we share
Be we young or old
It is how we care
❤️🪶🕊️
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