Love is always
even dead it relinquish
in pure desire, ample joy
and blissful clarity
Regret is vain
so do not grieve
the past, the pain
the sudden change
even disgrace
Innocence leaves
changing the grief
letting us know
the failure
desire is not
permanent in sense
We take leave
recompense or pity
then we cure
conceal the los
the mind will change
to find relief
and love again
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