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A never ending story
Two fickled hearts
A love that only grew
A masterpiece of art

Simply to describe in words
Hard to express in vision

Easily made,
Out of the love in our hearts

Easy to portray,
In a bad light from the hate in our minds

Something beautiful,
Natural and new it is ever changing

Something ruined,
Destroyed by those who occupied it

The beginning of the end
The end of the beginning

A strange,
Yet unforgettable kind of life we live

In a world,
That can't be put into words

It's Ineffable

-H.R. Larkin

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