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What fools who ponder fools ponder.
What warmth be warmth without a lovers flame?
What worth has title when no love has known your name?
What words can form a song if no love has known the voice?
What beauty lies in waiting when there is no other choice?
What love can find a lover too inverted to hear calls?
And who will hear the thunder when his heart beats on its walls?
None, save the echoes of worn out memories.
None, save the souls with not the power to change such tragedies.
What worth has title when no love has known your name?
What words can form a song if no love has known the voice?
What beauty lies in waiting when there is no other choice?
What love can find a lover too inverted to hear calls?
And who will hear the thunder when his heart beats on its walls?
None, save the echoes of worn out memories.
None, save the souls with not the power to change such tragedies.
Published 7th Mar 2017
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