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But, Love -

Not acceptance,
Nor a trade off,
Or a settlement, at best.

But, love -
A little pleasure,
And finding unknown happiness.

It is a circus,
It is a mad world,
It is bewildering unrest.

To some, sanity,
Or comfort,
Is a welcome gift, no less.

Not religion,
Nor a politic,
Or an unhappy, chaotic quest.

Peace of mind,
And a dreamworld,
A lifetime of hopefulness...

~ Tascheleia Marangoni ~