By juan d'fule
Date: 2004 Oct 23
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The beauty of the Blender.
Is the way that we evolve,
Looking out for love we
find that love we then exolve.
Years go by we post our thoughts,
brief exchanges moments caught,
Lessons hard that love has taught,
On it's words we have depended.

The lessons of the Blender.
Looking back on poems sent,
You cannot play it dumb
and say I knew not their intent.
For love is here a banner seen,
Where have all the answers been,
What do all the lovers mean,
When they post return to sender.

The brave hearts of the Blender.
Go forth each morning out each day,
In this world of stone and steel
to seek loves colours interplay.
They watch those blind to lifes true heart,
Each tale of woe a poisoned dart,
They see love from this world depart,
Except where we surrender.