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Aug 2016
Why compare love to a game?
You of all people should known they are not the same.

Love is like fire, disrespect it and it burns, without love everything you do, like a boomerang turns.

But love is willing to forget, to forgive, in it, lies a better meaning to live.

Love is a sacrifice, it is forever kind and true, love knows of us, not of me and you. 

Never aging, so tender yet so strong, love will never end, in our hearts it does belong.
I wrote this poem as a statement and response to all those who underrate love and confuse it with lust. Love is so much more...
Andrei Marin
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Andrei Marin  22/M/Speck of dust, Milky Way
(22/M/Speck of dust, Milky Way)   
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