There is no loss
without love,
my friend,
no depth
without great heights,
There is no heartache
without joy,
no darkness
without light.
The warm of summer
only comes
when first there comes
the cold,
and anyone who’s
ever lived
was young first,
then grew old.
There is no death
without life,
my friend,
though grave will
swallow all,
so live your life
with love each day,
as long as death
may stall.
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