Love

Dead end is not on to depend.
Life is what will to Heaven send.
The earth is done, and what is made
will last to demonstrate a grade.

It suffices, perhaps, the earth,
and what is made, to be of worth.
On such, though, one cannot rely,
a being, just, by being by.

What to rely on is the word,
the word one says for to be heard.
And, love to make is pretty take.
The love we make for Heaven's sake.

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