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O love love love love love love love love Is My Love (an ode)

I love my love As love should love But you never love As my love should love me. you got your colourful wings and you fly but I am never invited left as a flower without butterfly

You are the wish You are the desire E very one loves to fill with But my heart pangs in despair. E ven if I close my eyes and shut my mind My heart knows you come in as a rain In the hearts of people but mine I find In the desert under unbearable wreathing pain.

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