Everything falls into a cycle.
Round and Round and Round and Round.
Until you take your last breath.

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Love is in the air.
Love me not? they dont care.
Love teh lovers are lovin.
Love is chargin.
Love i do not know what word rhymes
Love doesnt stop for time?
Love, god this poem is getting sick.
Love...ahh 8 minus singled two is Six.



Woot!
I am such a poet i swear.