I know you in so many ways,
And yet I don't know you at all,
Will never know you,
For you are a mystery impenetrable
Even by love.
Love, like a wave, washes over the sand,
But then must roll back into itself,
Yet beyond love is another love
Which neither lives nor dies
But simply is --
Which we can touch by holding hands.
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