'Modern Love'

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I type my poetry which is a damn  shame really.  It’s a sin. I should  write in the journal  I stole, 
It is not a blizzard-y blizzard,It is a fiery fire.A love that lasts forever,Is a love that burns with desire. That is what I heard--But I have yet to seeWhat love truly doesTo you and me 
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