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Poem January 26, 1981 Issue

Universal love

J. THOMAS BLACK

Love all, always?
Dear God, that's impossible.

Say you so? I do it.
All that is, Mine,
whom I cherish dearly forever—
utterly, wholly, totally, unreservedly.
As My reflection, so do you.

J. THOMAS BLACK

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