Finding

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I know: my true love is not that far away,

(I'm talking about time, not distances or fare);

but sitting my senses was proved fallacious

as heart, mind and soul patrol faster than prey.

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I know: my true love will be waiting for me,

but that only occurs if love knows how I cast;

unforced attunement to external forces

makes me look novel to a certain degree.

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But you know me already: I can bare my soul,

be mere, unadorned, austere and so clean;

love will be able to see thru my veneer,

and once I find love, love and me will be whole.

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