Sometimes I feel I know what it is, but really I have no clue what it ’tis.
Only through dreams of fancy and thought, can we see how true love is sought.
Reality leaves little space for such, though love is needed in it so much.
With practicality and toughness people shrink their hearts to less and less.
They think only of their plights and selves, while there are many trapped in frozen cells.
Trapped in a cold and bitter world, where love is something kept up furled.
Love? It won’t be found until people see how horrible and cold they can be.
Too caught up in their daily routines to ever know what love truly means.
K. Aldaya, 10/17/03
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