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We love those who don’t love us, still hoping for their love that will never come.

I don’t know why she makes feel this way, Could she be the one to have my last name?

Love is sweet with a kiss.

We all belive in the strange unknown to us.

I remember as child, life was easy Teaching only A, B, C Appreciating the best that came, Toys I played ‘till my feet were as brown like the ..

we all love, but not in the same way.

Life is death, without breath.

The mind holds more riches, than a world full of gold.

Men rule with strength and power; women rule with tender and pleasure.

When we met; you did not know me.