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Aug 2015
Wood, leather, strings
And now synthesizers
Can produce sound
of our likings

Words, thoughts produce
Lyrics and songs
It even gives birth to poems

Then what is there from LOVE?

Every LOVE begins
Will surely end
Is that not?

NO

Is there an beginning
And ending for our SOUL?

What will evolve from LOVE?
What will come next?

LOVE at the end of its journey
Transforms into
Soulfulness to spirits
Ecstasy to eternity

LOVE transforms
Two bodies, two minds, two hearts
two EGOS into one soul

There is no beginning or end to LOVE
LOVE exists in SOUL
Melancholy of Innocence
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Melancholy of Innocence  Planet Earth
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