Without love, no one has truly arrived,
Without love, no one has truly known.
Empty of love, no one has survived,
Empty of love, no seed has been sown.
Love is the workshop of creation's art,
Love is the substance of all time.
Love weaves the tapestry of the heart,
Love's secrets, in lovers, entwine.
In love, the heart dissolves in tears,
In love, life's essence freely spent.
Through love, the world's design appears,
Through love, the heavens find descent.
From love, all things emerge and rise,
From love, what cannot be, is born.
From love, the colors fade from eyes,
From love, the soul's deep wounds are torn.
Without love, no one has truly arrived,
Without love, no one has truly known.
Without love, no one has survived.
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