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What Is Love
What is love, and who has measured its depth, its width? Who has gone all its circuit round amidst galaxies, stars And oceans bottomless? Who has in its hollow middle sit And drank its patient peace and fought in its unforgiving wars? Who have been withered, wounded, promised, florished In the ebb and flow of its tides? O have you felt its birth, The sudden flash of lightening, and heart's thunder ditched Deep in the silent veins? The sudden fast, the wicked hurt The ball of rejection you cannot catch, and the sleepless Night brimming with broken dreams, can you more endure? What is love, this harrowing and ploughing and harvest Of the soul, this malady of the mind without a known cure? O love you tire me longing so, but I cannot ever let you go For the sea of self and loneliness, in the sky without wings The torrent of the fall, the drowning in the swelling flow Is eminent, eminent, eminent, you are the raft of fools and kings.
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