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Jul 2014
The purpose of love is to serve another person,
but, the nature of love is to serve itself.
The difference between nature and purpose,
resonates in the form of pain.
Harmony of the two equal happiness.
Without the other; one cannot exist,
Once established; immune to destruction.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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