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Love is something i love,
But I don't know if love with me in love,
I feel cold because I am thirsty of love,
I envy those once drown in love.
Every day I sit in open after those in love,
Sometime they made me sick but look at them still I love,
Because I live in my world without love,
I am cornered in the limit of space thinking of my love.
I wish someone will rend me some love,
Someday I may die for lack of love,
Although the world show me no love,
But I still want to live in it to which I love. |
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