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Purpose of love is its purpose.

Mundane I observed when I saw my dusk Under the brightness of milk cup from east Nothingness to the world of lives’ battles Aye with the pain of loneliness in my moor Kinder I saw myself but less kindness to other Heart I got with love but zero to its purpose Away from the sense of love to beauties love Reminisces from the day of your love on me Eternal I felt on my sense of breathing nerve Loneliness I’d deleted from my lonely heart   Ignorant I dump on my well of poor simplicity Living with the miracle of cupid I learnt from it Outlive for the ply of the love I can give you Vision I can create to the mission of my life Everything contains will be my penned words Yawning from the blind love to the aged love On the beauty of love on your heart and soul Unchangeable I vow it lies on yer faith of fate.