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Love Lost

By Alee Chery


Does love to grow like a tree from a seed.

Or does it kill everything around like weed.

Will it bloom like a springtime rose?

Or fall from a tree in autumn if it goes?

Is love defined strangers to lovers crisscrossed.

Or how winters comes to kill life with its frost.

Will love be found or is love lost?


By Alee Chery



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