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The Mortgaged Love

The Mortgaged Love

The beauty of love is only mere famorgana
The melody of love is just the sweet crib of words without impressions
The struggle for love is only wishful thinking and imagination
The blue of love is just a color without a dazzling limit of meaning
The presence of love is limited to scattering sentences without involving hurt feelings
Peace is more than world peace
The breakdown of love exceeds the neglect of self-respect without being insulated
The fragrance of love is only the scent of burning desire without the desire for reality
Dignity is limited to ankles without stepping on water.
The surge of love is like waves without pounding that crashes to greet the beach longing
The elegance of love removes all anxiety with deep emptiness
Love is mortgaged
Take shelter in peace

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