What is love anyway?
What is to hide away?
Could you see it or accept it?
Can we really make a decision?
Do we have a choice?
What if, and just if, 
It's already made for you?
Or been made by you?
Than it comes a time you realize that
Is it too soon to make a decision?
The right time?
Feel your sences, let it come
Would you be happy with the conclusion of a solution
Unmade yet?
What would it be?
Who are you by the way?
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