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13. Precious Love
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06. Marrow (06.30.09) All this love is precious love
Subject to sudden elusion,
Prone at once to lend itself
To immediate conclusion.
Genuine though it may be
Come tomorrow it may flee.
Like clay it takes on many shapes
Yet once hardened may turn brittle.
Something long thought known so well
Can be understood so little.
It is a bitter lesson to learn
When you lose your heart at every turn.
