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love and its sister hate    (Continued)

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and now I know true love, now I never have to pose,
truth may be you've always been present,
but it may be your presence that's brought me a shallow resentment,
love never ends, it's eternal and true, but its sister hate disintegrates,
now my hate's evaporated toward you.

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