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Love Is Special

Love is a special thing, its free to give, and to recieve. If you smile, and be a friend love will find you in the end. When you feel low and sad, think of all the fun you had. With people that you love and those who love you too. Don't listen to the jerks that say your love is a hoax. If you love from the heart, and always be true you might just find out how special love can be for you.
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alice-curtis
American
Published
Aug 27, 2012
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I love all my friends here at HP. Thanks for reading and saying such nice things. I wish I could hug and kiss you all. :)

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