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The Only Constant(by Joe DiMino) No real points In science Just circles; Views the further back All round Far away echoes Still sound; And love lost, Given distance And time, Again can be found; Alls right with the world Even when left Space a curvature; More relative than Einstein Is the heart, one could say, And love The only Constant The World Needs More Of Leave a comment