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I love you—not for possession,
 Nor for the sake of destruction.
 To some, it may seem a mere fantasy,
 But to me, it's a path to transformation. Love is not always blind;
 It opens our hearts, teaching us to be kind. 
It’s not for seduction or fleeting desire,
 But a flame that uplifts, a soul's true fire. Love means sacrifice, A gift both selfless and wise. To clear the path, to light the way, For your beloved to seize their day.
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Dec 5, 2024
Dec 5, 2024 at 1:41 PM UTC
The Mighty Love
I love you—not for possession,
 Nor for the sake of destruction.
 To some, it may seem a mere fantasy,
 But to me, it's a path to transformation. Love is not always blind;
 It opens our hearts, teaching us to be kind. 
It’s not for seduction or fleeting desire,
 But a flame that uplifts, a soul's true fire. Love means sacrifice, A gift both selfless and wise. To clear the path, to light the way, For your beloved to seize their day.
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Dec 5, 2024
Dec 5, 2024 at 1:41 PM UTC
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