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Love is Fresh

Love is fresh like a misty morning
Only if you keep it pure and don't leave it to die for too long
If you forget about it love dies and withers and is not a beautiful
When love dies and have nothing left to admire and follow from, love is like a rose

It can it can wither and live in a heartbeat if you let it.





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