Is this poetry, or do some know nothing at all about this?

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...hp...

New member
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I sought answers
where mystery left me
confounded, I cared to know
how could one be so sad?

in what cavernous mind,
had hate sweltered
molding into acerbic dust?

lost for the truth, I bowed
accepting what I may never know
awful origins that mislead one so
concluding, it can only be...


one without Love
cannot Love
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