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Where Is Love?
Friends
of the future,
from the void of the past I ask you:
Where are you going?
And who will care when you get there?
Where is love?
When there's nobody like you.
Where is love?
When you haven't a voice.
Where is love?
When your actions mean nothing to the world.
Are you feeling ignored?
Who is there?
In the patterns in the wallpaper?
Who is there?
In the dew-soaked hedgerows?
Who is there?
In the dark, dense woods?
The moonlit maze?
Who is that statue,
these statues?
They are weeping
for me..?
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