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love is love is love is love is love ……………………
Love is pain. Through the hours of uncertainty, searching my soul for an escape. An escape which cannot exist. Because Love is pain. And I have known love.
Love is walking through backstreet cities, sharing the stench and filth of time tossed away in an idle, wasted moment. But not seeing the dirt, for I am walking in darkness. And the waste is the time we are apart. Because Love is walking through backstreet cities. And I have known love.
Love is remembering. Reflecting on time. When the present was now. Future the next minute. The past still hurts. Reflecting the scenes that pass in a haze. The lights and the fountains, all there to be seen, but hidden from view. Becuase Love is remembering. And I have known love.
But is Love the future. Will buildings and nature heal the pain, more surely than waiting until time is passed. And people forget why they turned away in anger or confusion. Is Love the future. Mine?
Just a little something from1968 and I still haven’t found the answer.LOL
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