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We lust not for beautiful body,

But for the words that fall from lips

And so carefully eclipse

Our pain before they dance away.

We fall not for lovely souls,

But for the absence of absence,

As of the soul another presence

Fools the heart into feeling whole.

We search not for what we wish to find,

But wish to find what we are searching for

As we wander furthermore

Down a curious path unknown to us.

Learn we not to live with others,

But to lives within ourselves.