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The Tree of Love
Come stand beneath our tree of love,
Whose seed was sown by god above,
where for us shall its limbs provide,
a haven where our hearts reside.
Let's stretch our arms around its core,
and climb the branches which it bore,
where with me shall you lay beside,
and rest within the top's divide.
Let's feed upon a golden pear,
the fruit of which its branches bear,
so that its substance can sustain,
the hunger which we can't restrain.
Within the tree we'll bore a tap,
and drink upon its sweetest sap,
and from this shall our hearts obtain
the blood of life our veins retain.
Chester R. Fritz
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