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Love is not about property, diamonds and gifts. It is about sharing your very self with the world around you.

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And when you appear all the rivers sound in my body, bells shake the sky, and a hymn fills the world.
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I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
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In the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.”
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From sorrow to sorrow love crosses its islands and establishes roots that are watered by weeping.
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Give me silence, water, hope. Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.
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There were thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit. There were grief and the ruins, and you were the miracle.
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Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.
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