What is this feeling?
One of that word I dare not say and one of hate
Yet a larger question pops up
Why do I hesitate so much to say a simple four lettered word?
Hey you tell me
What do you see
When that word that starts with and L and ends with an E
And that other thing that's hate come together for you and for me
To make a strange feeling that has no degree
One that we cannot measure
Not you and not me
So tell me
What do you think?
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