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True Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly
And wants to rip to shreds
All your erroneous notions of truth

That make you fight within yourself, dear one,
And with others,

Causing the world to weep
On too many fine days.

True Love wants to manhandle us,
Lock us inside of a tiny room with itself
And drive sense into us.

True Love sometimes wants
To do us a great favor:

Hold us upside down
And shake all the nonsense out.

But when we hear
It is in such a “playful drunken mood”
Almost everyone I know
Quickly packs their bags and run to the hills!

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