The Metempsychosis of Love

Four letters dancing in a storm ,

twirling in the wind,

soaring high up the sky ,

falling down the cliffs,

lunged in the ocean,

burried in the sand,

battling with the gods underneath,

crawling from the grave;

and thrown into the hearts of miserable Man

 

 

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