I believe it's love
We're most afraid of
Which is the strangest thing
Of all the strange things in the world
That we could love one another
But chose not to for long
Stretches of time we live apart
The future is a suture healing
Over time the scar of love
But what will it take
To overcome our fear is love's
First proof of its existence
As if the end wasn't already
A foregone conclusion
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