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L is for Love - ( A Wordrobe originally written for TTT)

I’m misunderstood most times
Thought of by some as mush
A feeling over which most gush
By some as a fleeting grope in the dark
By some as that hickey or mark
By some as what you sigh over another for
By some as the bond between two, which never breaks
By some as the connection between two hearts that ache
Like that between Romeo and Juliet
But even that is now criticized 
As an emotion between two juveniles
There is nothing so sacred anymore
Am I all in your mind then? 

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