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There are many kinds of love The love for our brothers The love for our sisters The love we have for our Mothers and our fathers
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Our friends are dear to us All in there way We love them too With there own special ways
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But the love we have for our Husbands and lovers Far out -ways all the others To hold and touch To feel as one Is the best love Just one woman, one man.
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