In realms where hearts entwine their fate,
Where bonds of trust do not abate,
There blooms a virtue, firm and true,
A beacon bright, known as loyalty's hue.
It stands as oak in tempest's might,
A fortress strong, unwavering might,
Through trials and tests, it stays unshaken,
A priceless gem, yet never taken.
In friendship's dance, a sacred thread,
Through highs and lows, it's widely spread,
In whispers soft, it vows to stay,
A promise kept, come what may.
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