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Love unbeknown...?
Your eye is a stationary set stone
If it were a press it would
Squeeze marrow from the bone
If it were a wing it would
Plummet from its heavenly thrown
If it were the ocean it would
Turn a gentle breeze into a cyclone.
What is hatred but love unbeknown...?
poem
by
Mark Heathcote
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