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What senseless things we oft times say, when love has softened and caressed the way

Wise words sound as folly and falderal ,Gibberish N' hoopla,untrusted words spoken by trusted souls.

Not father nor  brother not friend neither foe,can tell new lovers what the heart bestow.

Brains doth scatter when love is claimed,hot blood pumping throughout the veins.

Must young loves passion, peek then fall,or back them up against the wall?

Before they can clearly see,loves request not meant to be.?

When tried and proven,through test of time when all is said and all is done.

When beauties gone and nothings left, But patience love and diligence.

It is then and only then, that You can know when love has won.

So yes young lovers ears are deaf,the drum that beats within their chest

will in the end be judge to test.What is good and what is best,for now just

let it be-rest.

Soothsayer or see-ers can never tell; The fate of young lovers, when love goes stale.

Indifference now will destroy the marrow.If love ever turns to sorrow, Never again can theirs be bliss,

As long as the smallest spark still lit.Love won't give up and love won't quit.

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