Times of Love

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She screams as the light beams pushing and pushing the wall of despair. 

Times of love from above is just like a dove resting on my shoulder.

Times of love, Times of love, Times of love.

 

To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,
And baffled, get up to begin again,— 
So the chase takes up one's life, that's all.
While, look but once from your farthest bound,
At me so deep in the dust and dark,
No sooner the old hope drops to ground
Than a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,
I shape me— 
Ever
Removed

Times of love.

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