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Love is drawn beautifully.
A gem beneath the endless rocks.

Love is a thread of sacrifice.
An ocean rich in anchors and empty air.

Love is a string bound by us.
A constellation intertwined with another.

Love is whispers made in secrecy.
An affair of forbidden forever's.

Love is a mystery.
Akin to each.

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Love is love.

A fire that blazes the skies of those it surrounds. 

A sensation that thrives in the silence of two hearts.

A pain that can be muraled in our existence. 

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Love is us.

In no ways perfect.
But in all ways, true.

And sometimes,
Love is a truth kept by only you and I.

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