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08/05/18 at 11:17PM
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Poetry
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Where has love gone?
Why did it go away?
Will it return again?
Only you can say.
Love is like, a burning bush,
Full of heat and fire,
As emotions, run the course
Of loves, great desire.
Be you not a stranger then,
For there is no time to waste.
Do what you need to do, again
And do it with a great haste.
