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we .....

We beg too much for love

( like dogs we beg but we are human )

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To " love " some one is easy !

( just right -- for the ego ! )

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But to let yourself be loved ! ?  !?

( ah / now we see just what you got ! )

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In the end

The only trick we play is on ourselves

And not even we are fooled

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at the heart of every love poem of lament

We read here on HP

a great big ball of deceit

Slowly unravels

And the faces of 2 strangers are seen

;:;

But

There WAS love !

Somewhere hidden in the story

A love for something hardly noticed

Was there

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