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Apr 19
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that’s the curious thing
about love;
it cannot be defined.
it cannot be measured
or reasoned with.
it knows no limit
it transcends time
and bridges space;
to love or be loved
or even have been loved
is to exist somewhere, forever.


~
ross
Written by
ross  M/scotland
(M/scotland)   
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