The mind of a poet: Love and War

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Monday, February 9, 2009

Love and War

What is love really? It’s not forced Square peg in a round hole It is pure Organic Nothing in the world is like it It is the coming together The chance meeting On sheer coincidence You could make your mate anywhere From the work place To resting your feet on the park bench You know you found the one... Sign in to see full entry.

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