The Love Entity


Two is always better than one.
Even when it comes to over a ton.
One should always find that perfect mate.
But, never try to change their fate.
Keep on marching through those lonely nights.
Love is almost like a pair of flying kites.
They blow where they please.
But, in the end they both will catch that same strong breeze.

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