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How can I know your true intentions? How can I fathom my own? Is love ever truly selfless? Every heart is searching, Yearning for answers But questions of the heart Often only end with a question mark Countless nights We stare at the moon But with our eyes We cannot perceive all of it's complexities So the moon stares down at us Patiently reflecting the light of the sun It caresses the dark night Luring us into the silence thereof The question marks Exclamation marks ... ... ... The sighs of every night Are carried softly to our dreams Where our hearts search for answers and answers search for more questions and where true love searches deeper than our own question marks