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Mar 2017
What if..

When I go to war,
the only weapon is love?

When I bleed,
I bleed colors that paint my skin
and I become a masterpiece?

When I die,
I die as a seed buried in the ground
and my soul as a rainbow waiting to be found?

Then, perhaps, You..
You are worth dying for
TLove D
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TLove D  Dubai
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