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BEGINNING NOVEMBER 17, 1961Love and hate are nexus things Oh, the pain in parting brings But real love doesn't come and die Or be questioned with each try Nor end up one asking why? Or alone would we suffer and cry This thing about a broken heart In between the ears real love does start For in my life loves have come and gone Most of them it proves did not belong Forty eight years proves our love is strong Next week dear we will start on forty nine Remember that day I asked you to be mine? Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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