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Oct 2020
When I asked for love,
That I might hold it in abundance
I was given weakness
That I might succumb to it.

And though I asked for love,
Love never once asked for me.
I had not known love,
But love knew well of me.

I asked for compliance with love,
Though it never once held favor.
And while I could not
Bring myself to love,
She loved me.
Hank Love
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Hank Love  27/M/Borger, Texas
(27/M/Borger, Texas)   
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