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If you don’t love, you won’t find out
What is this life really all about Still, still… I’ll try to explain: Without love you live in vain, You’re a seeker in the dark, No one knows what’s in your heart. True love is a sacred flame, We all find it, but like a game You never know what lies ahead And sometimes it may seem a trap. How can you breathe if you don’t love? Without the feeling that gives birth To happiness and endless joy, Like that kid who’s got his toy And he will do anything to protect “her”, He will engage in any battle. What’s the point to live like this If you don’t feel creeps after a kiss? If you’re not frightened that one day Love… will try to go away.
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