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Our Love
Searching the heart,
A revisionist pledge.
As into its depths I sink,
Deep with searing thoughts
I struggle to find its essence.
What is nature of our love?
There is no answer,
Only a silence of content.
For there is no rhyme
Put to page can describe.
No reason for love;
It just is.
poem
by
Paul Brookes
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