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An epic scattered with fleeting desires and elusive instincts, 


Thoughts punctuate one's waking hours from dawn till dusk.

 

What of those ecstatic raptures glimpsed by mere intuition—

 

A melancholy procession of the soul’s unease—laid upon the altars

 

Of records played and extravagant discourse? Yes,

 

True Love is eternal. It swiftly follows

 

Physical well-being, embellishing life’s joys,

 

A driving force behind the will to remain

 

Within the union. To cherish, caress, and coddle,

 

To squeal with delight, camp out, dance, comfort, and Love—

 

This is an essence found in the naked truth

 

Of all those whom life illuminates.

 

Let us say that man’s otherwise bland nature

 

Takes on a unique radiance when a smile anchors him to his partner.

 

 

 

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