O! But how swiftly love can turn
Hate imposing its wings upon thee.
Over-thinking your imperatives.
Are the emotions just the chemicals
Mixed and churned in laboratories?
Is the theme of life, just a feffer.
Or will firey beasts lift us from the ground?
Fancifully gliding
With their faces to the Sun.
Others will plummet and twist
A distortion of their old image.
Looking in on our Eden
Like a mother.















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