Where shadows dwell,
and angels cry,
thrives a world
where love cannot die.
It is more than a feeling,
more than a word
like a soft, felt dream
of a spring bird.
It's closer than
than yesterday,
farther away than today.
If you can dream about it,
than it will come.
If you think about it,
then it will shine like the sun.
Love is more
than kissing and hugging.
It's a valuable treasure
given to all who is lonely.
~~Fiddler on Valentine's Day
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