There's all the time to love,
But hardly any time to hate.
The easiest way to feel it,
Is to find your soulmate.
Yet soul is but only one,
Though two in apparent eyes,
The truth has always won,
There's still love in seeming lies.
So let's find it very deep within,
With our opened eyes or closed.
There's a wrong word called Sin,
In this dual world but it's supposed.