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What if I never . . .

What if I never . . .

What if I never
had worldly sight,
only heard before words
with each in-out breath,
and pulsed as living light

How can I ever
slam a door
be mean and cruel
sink or soar,
when love is all there is

What if I never
knew real love.
Just you and me and baby makes 3
and the peace symbol dove,
when love is all there is.

How will I ever
see an apple tree
or even just imagine
you here beside me,
when love is all there is

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