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She
had an amber glow
that warmed my soul
like mother’s chicken soup
on a cold December morning
Your Name Here Jun 2016
Love,
Love is blind
Love is seeing
Love is meaningless
Love is sacred
Love is risk
Love is safe
Love is punishment
Love is reward
Love is complicated
Love is simple
Love is painful
Love is satisfying
Love is quick
Love is journey
Love is hate
Love is love
Love is it what you make it
Love has no definition
Love is up for interpretation but it's truly what you make it or the path you take to find it or how it finds you. Stay positive.

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