The ever sadness of love,
is the knowledge that,
One day,
It will be gone.
Lost,
since everything passes.
The sadness of all beauty,
all that's wonderful,
all we find great.
The sadness that our strongest emotions,
will have the deepest grieve,
The beauty of the moment,
to take,
to make.
To live each minute,
In joy.
In fullest.
The beauty of feeling love,
all positive energy,
the be all, for just that time.
The beauty that our strongest emotions,
can be with us our whole life.
It never has to stop, we just have to open up.
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