Poem 42

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"I need no wings,
To fly away.
Only a kiss,
a caress.
A word of love,
a word of hate.
But to kiss wounds is a lover's must.
Love's more than a war.
A never-wining game.
Nobody wins.
It's all unfair.
We all are pawns of the queen's reign.'

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