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Lies About Love
We are a liars, because
The truth of yesterday becomes a lie tomorrow,
Whereas letters are fixed,
And we live by the letter of truth.
The love I feel for my friend, this year,
Is different from the love I felt last year.
If it were not so, it would be a lie.
Yet we reiterate love! love! love!
As if it were a coin with a fixed value
Instead of a flower that dies, and opens a different bud.
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