I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusions
My manners, abominable at times, can be sweet. As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of the mind. I'm a wretch. But I love, love.
Are we fallen angels who didn't want to believe that nothing is nothing and so were born to lose our loved ones and dear friends one by one and finally our own life, to see it proved?
Would we ever sit together, speak from hearts, and agree to love each other madly
Love is all there is...nothing more....
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