If love is the true oxygen
By which we live and breath
As all our teachers say
Seems the only way
This can all make sense
There must be another world
A door behind the mind
That opens on an abyss
Where life has a second life
Bodiless and keen with light
Vain philosophers like me
Just want to get it all down
To a simple equation
We can hold in our heads
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