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love is wide ocean that joins two shores love is something silent , but it can be louder than anything when it talks love is when you find yourself spending every wish on him love is flower that is made to bloom by two gardeners love is afraid of losing you when you have nothing left but love than for the first time you become aware that love is enough
love is the one thing that still stands when all else has fallen
love is like the air we breathe it may not always be seen, but it is always felt and used and we will die without it
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