L O V E

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_ _ _ _ ~ L O V E

Wanted in the imagination of my every guest,

Yet each human seaches for me differently,

Perhaps expecting to meet me at best,

Or come across me unexpectedly,

They say I'm just a trouble maker,

That falling into my arms only weakens,

And while I bring comfort and tears later,

Their longing for me only deepens,

Don't worry children, do not run,

For if you ran forever you would not smile,

I am the light, I am the sun,

Everyone finds me after a while.

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