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The sanctum sanctorum of love Reverberates with the waves From the souls that are in harmony Welcomed with a tranquil presence Uplifts you from mere existence Surrounds you with the freedom Where hearts run wild with euphoria Dances to the signature tunes Each note birthed from the souls Prepare for a symphony of grandiose Ostentatious display of true feelings None, but the connoisseurs of Love Are captivated with the harmony When Love is interpreted from heart This is for Love that does not alter Remains etched in the mind, forever Love is not a word, but a feeling, true Neither what the world deciphers It is not what we see everyday Only with access to the sanctum sanctorum Feel the love that's rare Therein, lies the truth
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Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC
Love is True
The sanctum sanctorum of love Reverberates with the waves From the souls that are in harmony Welcomed with a tranquil presence Uplifts you from mere existence Surrounds you with the freedom Where hearts run wild with euphoria Dances to the signature tunes Each note birthed from the souls Prepare for a symphony of grandiose Ostentatious display of true feelings None, but the connoisseurs of Love Are captivated with the harmony When Love is interpreted from heart This is for Love that does not alter Remains etched in the mind, forever Love is not a word, but a feeling, true Neither what the world deciphers It is not what we see everyday Only with access to the sanctum sanctorum Feel the love that's rare Therein, lies the truth
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Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC
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