Why fear on a planet

Called love

When that is the last

To deny from above

Where all is fair

If not black or white

Intensely compassionate

Fearing not the slightest fright

To own an armor and

Not use it is foolish but

To have an entire cavalry

Is the strength every soul would wish

How amazing to avenge

Yet be there for human sake

An attribute hard to fetch

Born within and nothing to make

Spending wealth as its form

Is brittle

Spending time in its substitute

Is impossible to announce little

For love is abstract

Yet the strongest force

Irreplaceable even by purest pearl

Betraying every remorse.


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