A Little Love, a Little Hate
So much of time
Mostly unnecessary to have spent
So little I find
With only loneliness found to befriend
A little love
Perhaps more of solace
Times to serve
Is there that little time for rest?
Yet... whence alone
Rather to be with you
Yet of time with you own
Rather alone if I knew
A little hate
Perhaps more to love
Yet time is forever to await
Is it loneliness I serve?
So little of time
Almost necessary to spend
So much to find
Loneliness yet to still befriend
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