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Love

A thing that is not visible to the naked eye,
An object that can build or destroy a human,
A material that let you feel different emotions,
A feelings that is planted to each and eveyone

Love that starts in the willow tree,
As it grows, their love also springs up
Love that made them smile
Love that give them adventure
Love that made them cry

Even pain cannot stop it,
Even how many times the heart cracks,
It still always beats,
For family, for friends, and for someone you truly love

A love that can push you to do horrible things,
A love that can let you forget yourself,
A love that can let you discover many things,
A love that let you live a happy and painful life

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