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- CAZ
- Nov 2, 2017
- 1 min read
Love is something I cannot believe in
because love is something I cannot be seen in
but love is the only thing I know in
the whole wide world to be real
love is what I wish I was full of
though love is not only the beauty of
a glorious white dove, love, the stalking of
the crow, and lingering of a vulture
love we pray, to mean as much as the mockingjay
to remain as cool and protected as the stingray
when it comes to love, we learn to leave behind our say
and here we are, in love, going our separate way
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