I discovered that Love,
A necessity,
Is greater than man's,
Vile perversity,
The love of a mother for child,
Takes us far from our own wild side,
The love that some fools have for Art,
Makes a species that is quite apart,
And the love that will always be yours,
Widely opens of feelings, the enchanted doors.
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