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A tender longing of the heart farther deepens,
the passion of gloaming and dark reoccurs and appalls,
I am adrift in the quest of fulfillment.
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A bland, tedious world,
The captive of darkness is the light.
I sway around it’s blind axis.
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I thank God for mercy
For He grants me all sweetness,
He is One of beauty
And I abide by his knowledge more or less.

With His love pure and perfect
His Love that truly infects
This being with his grace
I abide by his knowledge more or less.

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Imagine the heavens vast,
Love may be temporal that does not last,
But love is as that, that is brimmed over with feelings,
With heartfelt, deep, touching and profound inklings.
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Love is soul
Finite though man’s goal
Love is not finite as we are
For it is constant as the star.
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Love is the shrine and pantheon
For love creates beautiful life,
Our heart is won,
And our life revived.

Love is fulfilling though conditioned,
And it is excuberating though sometime it hurts,
Love is sometime that goes out of heart on and on,
And make you ever dart.

Love is true and a gift
Though man falters in love,
Though things turn upside down and shift,
Love is God, love heaven above.

Love is bonafide and deep
Sung as worship song
Genuine, prayed by all lip,
That all human heart longs.
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Love life and live to the full
With true life’s goal:
To stay true to thyself
To love, to care and help.
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Songs of life are sad
But man must be a lad
And singsong all chorus
Feeling nothing as loss.

Songs of life are deep
Sing therefore all sweet
Songs of the heart and the soul
Play no life dull or dim, or foul.

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Something triggers and you write
Poetry of the heart and the soul,
For example, a long line of bird flew
Over the pole, pole to pole
And it darted with clouds passing across the sky.
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Guilt is true but sadness fake,
And love is true for God’s sake
For all that’s there’s love
Heaven-born and fallen out of vault above.
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