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What makes it hard Is that there is no measurement No symptom, no signpost To tell love apart from others In the end Love depends on one's self We claim we are in love We decide when we are in love
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 10:31 AM UTC
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What makes it hard Is that there is no measurement No symptom, no signpost To tell love apart from others In the end Love depends on one's self We claim we are in love We decide when we are in love
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 10:31 AM UTC
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