This Transient Love
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Sometime love refuses
To stay in our hearts
It plays truant like a soft
Wind blowing from
Nowhere and goes nowhere
Sometimes love rests
Like a corpse inside
A grave, still and at peace
Time slips by
And love remains as calm
As a sea in the hearts
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