What do I love?
You?
Or being in love?
Or being in love with you?
What do I have?
The world?
Or naught?
Or a world in confusion fraught?
Who am I?
The someone?
Or someone
that simply went by?
Do things pass?
Or fester.
To stay,
and die, without an answer?
What do I love?
Love?
Or Life?
Or the life in love?
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