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love ?
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Little child
born from the 1000 sorrowful tales

The lies of love

We tell so well

To mask our fear of one another

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Little homeless one

Born from our ******* poetry

( Our make pretend )

Our lack of human modesty

Our scorn for true dignity

and disregard for who you are

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Gentle  unborn soul !

Pray you don't get born to such as are here

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We embrace

Just so we don't have to stand

Face to face

And to feel for real !

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Sorry little one

All sense is gone

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Lovers with no love

For you who are to come

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For you who are to come