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What is love?
Love to me is
Having a friend that you know who will
Always be there for you
Love is what we rely on to live
Love is what we need to survive
Love is what comes out our hearts
Love ends up ripping our hearts in half
Love ends up giving up consequences
Love can come for everywhere if you believe it
Boys think love comes from anywhere but there hearts
Love is something you see in someone
Love is from a story you tell
Love is the closest thing we have to magic





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