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 Behold this love that has no bound November 20, 2002 The Iranian Behold this love that has no bound. Even when it reaches the end of the world, The edge of a percipice, It simply turns on its heals never falling, And runs back Full force To the green praries That first breathed life into it. Behold this friendship That grows on tears, and despite climbing the craggy mountain of fears, and valleys of hesitations, finds its way back, to out stretched fields That roll With hope In front of its tired feet; Behold this devotion that swims in rivers That flow With love Boundless Infinate And moving Forever Froward On a promise That never grows old.
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