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Love


Who knows why the sun wants to rise? Not I. Who knows why the seasons change so fast? Not I. Who knows why sand stays in the sea? Not I. Who knows why the stars shine at night? Certainly Not I. Who knows what love is said to sing? I. It sings: I am Hope I am Despair I am sought after everywhere The ignorance of men destroys me The tears of women cleave to me The kiss of death searches for me My heart like the shifting weather Always giving unexpected failure Always finding eternal bliss Are the rewards you take when believing in me.
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