Love is tender
When warmth shared
Can be perceived
In two phases: 
Laughter and sorrow
Splicing the sections
Of life's diaphragm.
When the stomach aches
And wounds hurt, 
That is where
Love's boundaries
Are conceived -
Every surgery
Has its side effects.                
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