Simple Eloquence


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Love see no faults.

It walks into doors.

And, offers up refined movement as, shade through a window.

While love dwells in the sailing ship that lay above the arid desert.

It is the hand that shuts the drawer in which we keep all that hurts.

Love, much ado about nothing.

Much to do with everything we are.

 

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