You love, beyond any desire,
As you know what is hatred.
You give, beyond all measure,
As you haven’t got what you wanted.
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Neatly woven juxtaposing of the all-important, but rather vaguely compelling chances, the very challenges to the human will of self-definition, for our high resolution solutions in this ambiguous world, good chances for cosmic creativity's daring thrusts at life's open end game, that offers for a start, by nature of the gravest pre-given clumsy matters on this centrically star-favoured, yet heavily weather-battereded earthen ball of spiritually locked up elements, though however eager the latter might be to split up in and amongst themselves for communication's sake from their vibrating beginnings, an almost impossible foundation - which exactly makes but for the real beauty on our lucky planet's breath-taking game of life under its crude and dramatized player masks!
A great start with a nice poem, ritika v. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks