From lowest to highest,
Lowest, the love of sexuality,
Is most person's bias,
Exactly in the middle is just love,
It's the flower of the seed of desire,
When th'other's your mirror,
Neither 'xpect more, still you can go higher,
You can become whole and reach compassion,
It's the flower's fragrance,
Moving beyond any needs to giving,
Rise from beggar to prince,
Which do you want?
The choice is up to you,
But only the highest includes them all,
Nor the lowest offer anything new.
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