what is love
what is loveand who really knows
is it birds that fly high
or the wind when it blows
maybe its a sunrise
all silver blue and gold
maybe its a mountain
with stories and tales untold
maybe its a flower
or a tree when it grows
but why ask what is love
when no one really knows...
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