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contains some of my present and past poetry. |
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Love hate I don't want to hate No, I don't. When has the beloved become the much hated? Attachment when crossed limits turns to possessiveness. Ruled by it, bitter turns the mind Thoughts evil, conjure malice. I set to conquer the insidious by diverting thoughts injurious to the good and pleasant by words and deeds not vehement. |
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