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Love
Love is life
Love is hope
But can easily be broken
The first sight
The first laugh
And to the first kiss
They all say
Ilove you from the bottom of my heart
A week goes by
Then comes questions
Anger becomes to sprout
Love becomes to hate
You think to yourself
Will there ever be love
In my long life?
yes, there will!
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