One Kg of Love
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What is Love ?
Is it sex ? Is it an emotion ? A feeling ?
Or is there something more ?
My name is Eugene, I spent 14 years of my life in pursuit of this all important question in life
In this journey, I travelled from the East to West, even unto the depths of darkness
The price paid for every step was dear but in the last most unexpected moment, I found this only one True answer which satisfied my lifelong thirst for Love
It is through this answer, the secrets of this reality lays revealed
And life becomes the abundant adventure I have always hoped and dreamed for
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