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May 2017
The word "love" there is no doubt
gets bandied all about
You use it as an epithet
and yet this moniker bestowed
Does nothing to whet
My craving, desire
to explode with the revelatory
notion (and I bemoan) that your devotion
is
to the word alone.
Lainey
Written by
Lainey  47/F/Queensland Australia
(47/F/Queensland Australia)   
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