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::: What's Love? :::

What's love?
When a person picks up the remains and starts putting a billion piece puzzle back together and your remnants begins to resemble your essence.
And paybacks aren't needed because the understanding that they won't regret it and they won't hesitate to unhappily drop everything and try to make the cycle less repetitive

Written by: ~ Kevin J
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