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LOVE
You say love a mental state
I beg to differ at any rate
To let you be of the know
That love is gradual and slow
A single facet of the coin
So soothing even to the loin
Love is so much indellible
Even greatest eraser can't erase
Love is what you see
The blind I bet can never be
A friut alone in a barren tree
Standing outstand for all to see
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