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May 02 WELCOME !
love is kind. it does not envy,
it does not boast, it is not proud. it is not rude, it is not self-seekinq, it is not easily angered, it keeps no records of wrong. love does not deliqht in evil but rejoices with the truth. it always protects and trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. love never fails. when i was a child , i talked like a child, i thought like a child, i reasoned like a child. when i became a woman, i put childish ways behind me . now we see but a poor reflection, as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. now i know in part; then i shall know fully, even as i am fully known . and now these three remain; faith, hope and love . but the greatest of these is LOVE. s$$
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