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I have long wondered, but have since read,

That if out of two, one must choose one

Then to the first you might be thinking of

You should prefer the latter instead,

For if the foremost you truly liked

Then the question would not have been asked;

Though does, in life, this always hold true?

The heart has reasons reason knows not,

‘Tis all sometimes just jumbled in knots:

More queries come when answers are due.

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I don’t know.

I feel really inspired by this, it came to me as I was watching the show The Office, I was reminded of something I had heard a long time ago and of something I had felt at one point and that the show had made me remember. I have a precise idea of what I want to refer to here but I’ll let you guess what it means and where I got the inspiration from in the show.

I really like this theme and I wanted to expand more but I think that any longer and the poem will lose its charm. I feel like it’s incomplete though…

Might come back to it later…

Anyways, in the meantime, enjoy! ;)

‘The heart has reasons reason knows not.’

Love, that is today’s word.

Oh what a wonderful

Violently absurd

Endless stream, powerful.

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A great poet once said that traveling the lone

Path was the true wonder, the only one worth it,

That companions did not matter even one bit,

For whoever had once wandered the trail unknown

Would become wise enough, enough to realize

That no matter the goal, the journey was the prize.

I, on the other hand, cannot agree with this;

It’s true the adventure far outworths the reward

And lone meandering can be akin to bliss

But what of the friendships that are born afterward?

What of those encounters that define you for life?

One may consider them as useless or as rife

However they make us who we are and become

Once we, all these trials, finally overcome.

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The sun is shining and the sky is blue,

I don’t know why it makes me think of you,

The storm has slowly passed, the rain has ceased,

My heart’s finally free, it’s been released,

A soft wind is blowing, warm light shining,

I am standing here, left wondering,

The smell of grass in the air, slightly wet,

Back to the day when you and me first met,

This feels like a revival, world reborn,

Ne’er had expected to be so lovelorn,

Excitement is rushing into my veins

Washing away every one of my pains,

I shall run, jump and sing and shout and dance

For my love is all yours forever hence.

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Three from two make eight or five,

Big or small it always lifts,

In life or in death, only for the hive.

Blue and red overshadow the deep purple sea,

Running along or flying far, far away,

Never keeps calm or harm out of way.

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Everything’s in the title. Yup.

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Sprinkled sand precedes the veil,

Night falling upon the world,

Rekindled hands recedes the hail,

Light is shining on me, pearled.

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Are you whom I am looking for? The one ?

Oh tell me, however can I be sure?

I cannot wait until this love is gone

To finally find out if it is pure…

In the end, is that what I truly sought?

Whatever I did, whatever I thought,

Could it, no matter what, ever be fought ?

Because, my dear, you don’t taste like you should,

‘Cause you don’t fit in my arms like she would,

I love you –swear I do!– but are you good?

I cannot wait until this love is dawned

To finally find us this needed cure.

Am I the one with whom you want to bond?

Do tell me, however can you be sure?

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