The Thorns of a White Rose
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Last published Thu, Dec 24, 2015
"Love is dangerous. Love is powerful and never cautious. Love is powerful, never will rest until it has you in its clutches. But most importantly... Love is as innocent as a rose" My father said to me. "But" he continued, looking me deep into the eyes as he did so, "are you ready to die for or from it?" This is my question to you.
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