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We live together every hour and day, Now gladdening, now torturing each other. We bask in brilliant sunshine, but we may Freeze in a snowstorm, or by fog be smothered. Love is not just a moonlight rhapsody, It’s sharp and cutting as a dagger’s blade. All may by harmony, when suddenly The roar of avalanche our peace invades. Love can be gentle, sweet like cherry blossom, Or violent like lightning from above, But whether it’s serenity or maelstrom, It’s always love, it’s living, vibrant love |