When there is no Road happiness: Be. Be a poet or be a Humanbeing. Or be Both altogether at once: Feel.

There are two parts to every Beginning: The End and the Medium: Love Only. There is no other Fabric, Thread, or Choice For to Love without Enemy Nothing More. Had we a reason for Enmity: Voice. A voice that waters the wells of Despair With audible murmurings of Spirit: No muse nor ancestor but a pilgrim Set upon a mystic path; Inhabit. Live and Let Love Live Live Love Let and Live. There is no fourteenth line in this Sonnet.

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