Why I do believe that there is no love without pain and no beauty without that which is hideous. These concepts (love, pain, beauty, ugly) are parallels rather than opposites. They are set apart by fear of that which is undesirable.
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3 Legged Race
You may find that my eye is a one way mirror.
I see your soul,
And it's reflection is projected
Softly back at you.
We connect in my gaze
And you fall in love with the reproduction.
As we grow to become one,
You never knew I existed.
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