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Last published Wed, May 28, 2014
Everything is just a matter of giving and taking. giving without asking anything in return, and taking something from someone with respect.
hatred truly becomes love in the end. what will happen after the word love? will they ever conquer problems and manage to STAY in each others arms in the end or forget everything and move on? read and find out.
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