Love is what we understand.
We know no language
We feel no cues
We know nothing of torture and torment
Nor hate or strife,
We never cry.
We never smile.
But love, we know it well.
We know no language
We feel no cues
We know nothing of torture and torment
Nor hate or strife,
We never cry.
We never smile.
But love, we know it well.
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