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Good Old Love
I am as tactless as a forest fire
The plains are burning and the elk run
The world crushes us all
Love seems hidden like a well
Yet love always can be found
When the fires burn
When the rain pours
Love brings back the flowers
The truth tells me to behave
And good old love forgives me
poem
by
Joseph Narusiewicz
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