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Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time, effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end. I have loved to the point of madness; That which is called madness, That which to me, Is the only sensible way to love. Love makes the greatest pleasures and most sensitive misfortunes of life
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 7:45 AM UTC
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Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time, effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end. I have loved to the point of madness; That which is called madness, That which to me, Is the only sensible way to love. Love makes the greatest pleasures and most sensitive misfortunes of life
i didn't write this but i thought it was beautiful so i decided to share it.
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 7:45 AM UTC
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