There is withdrawal made of fear
It is accessible and clear
It seems so far but is so near
Easy to ride and light to steer
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There is repentance wrought of Love
It sounds easy but is tough
It never, never has enough
Of things both beatiful and rough
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Easy to mount but hard to steer
So full of longing, yet austere
And once you launch, you never know
Wherever such love makes you go.
*veritas

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