And she asked 'What's love?''What's abiding, unaltering love?'
'Have you seen it?'
The waves then went back rolling from where we stood
And when they returned I said
'This. Waves show it to us.
Fated never to hold it
They keep coming for the shore
Tirelessly, timelessly
How the most valuable art of love
These waves teach'
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