Of a thought.
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Why do Evil?
Things fall into place,As they really should.
In the spirit of humanity,
And it will never die!Woven lace of feelingsThat sometimes, even,Softly,Makes you cry.
Who,
Living,Clarifies a littleStudy and investigating,A little more,But Life, Us,The UniverseRemain a Mystery,Forevermore!
There are no cloudless
Happiness, a temporarySigh,But to liveWithout Love,I don’t knowIf we can even try.
Like children,
And sometimes out of the absurd,Come singing birds, flying thrills,Moonlight bursting,Daffodils,Magic fountains,Grandiose mountains,Thirst for beauty,As poet wills.
Poetry,
Would be like being deaf,For from you,The sweetest, saddest,Music from the soulWas immortalized,Verbally.