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love is not a cake with only so many pieces it is a force ever replenishing bursting forth from your innermost it is what you can give to others and yet your self is only its temporary vessel however much it may be based    on individual biochemical reactions love is the cosmic power that holds together our universe it can    lift you sky high    flatten you against a wall    take your breath away    leave you wordless    throw you       into a dreadful abyss    misle your senses    make you talk gibberish now    beautiful words then it devastates you    one moment and give you unspeakable happiness    right after it makes you care    for your progeny    as well as for your elders it makes you do strange things    in daylight    and in the dark it makes you walk for miles     to see the one it makes you    help a blind woman across a busy street    throw money into a beggar’s cap   donate to charity it makes you burn with desire    to share your utmost self    with an other    illuminating the few days of your life    with the hope of eternal brilliance it can do all that because it is    not a cake    but an ever-replenishing force yours as long as you live and the cosmos’ as long as it exists
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Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 5:02 PM UTC
love is not a cake
love is not a cake with only so many pieces it is a force ever replenishing bursting forth from your innermost it is what you can give to others and yet your self is only its temporary vessel however much it may be based    on individual biochemical reactions love is the cosmic power that holds together our universe it can    lift you sky high    flatten you against a wall    take your breath away    leave you wordless    throw you       into a dreadful abyss    misle your senses    make you talk gibberish now    beautiful words then it devastates you    one moment and give you unspeakable happiness    right after it makes you care    for your progeny    as well as for your elders it makes you do strange things    in daylight    and in the dark it makes you walk for miles     to see the one it makes you    help a blind woman across a busy street    throw money into a beggar’s cap   donate to charity it makes you burn with desire    to share your utmost self    with an other    illuminating the few days of your life    with the hope of eternal brilliance it can do all that because it is    not a cake    but an ever-replenishing force yours as long as you live and the cosmos’ as long as it exists
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Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 5:02 PM UTC
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