the concept of love
young hearts fill with wonder
but as years go by
it tears them asunder
the innocent boy
lost to the world
set off in a boat;
sails never unfurled
the patient girl
waits for her fate
pursuing false truths
never finding her mate
faithfully they sit
eyes to the moon
the sun begins to rise
then it's over too soon
to take what was new
and make as if old
this is a tale
so often retold
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