Thrice Loved


First love, foolish love
Not knowing what it is.
Mistakes made, life spent,
Lost all for the sake of a kiss.

Love again, slowly met
Growing, growing each year
Until death is met, life spent,
And my love is no longer there.

Love anew, never expected
True love to find me once more.
Is this the last, life spent?
Is this what I've been waiting for?

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