In a world of couples are single figures
A heart that dreams, a mind that lingers.
Through remnants of love some lives will wander;
The heart to reflect, the soul to ponder.
In rivers of doubt some swimmers drown,
And heavenward eyes despair in a frown.
Though love will return to re-kill the reborn
Naïve victims whisper ‘this time won’t be wrong’.
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