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Nov 2011
I heard a song
on the ride home from work
about how
love is unstoppable.

Let me change my mind
and I'll stop love,
and stop loving.
That may stop your heart
when I stop mine.

And then where is your love at?

Stopped.

At least for me.
John Fiebelkorn
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John Fiebelkorn
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