What is it truly that you seek
Do you not have it?
Does the joy of the race not end at the finish line?
Explore the world both inside and out
Love will never elude you, trick you, or abandon you.
Once love becomes you
It becomes everyone you touch, you see
The love of oneself is sometimes called “selfish”
I call it the key to the kingdom
For with out the key you will always thirst outside the walls
And you will die with a dry throat.
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