I have no use for these other loves.Seal them shut in jarsand place them in the pantry. A reserve of love.Thank them for their love.They are so kind.Perhaps store them in the fridgeFor others to take.They say love is a panacea. I know it is not.Flakes of snow,no two are alike.When I am down on my knees, hopeless and angry,for the world no longer makes sense,I won't look in the pantry or fridge.It is your hand pressing on my shoulderthat makes me whole,makes me forget.What trouble? What world?

~ Kamand Kojouri

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Woes and wonders of Power, that tonic hell, synthesis of poison and panacea.

~ Emile M. Cioran

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Growth is a panacea for many ills in society; not entirely, but many.

~ P. Chidambaram

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