love came again to me, yet like the king of fools, i've lost it as i once did before.
love is something incomprehensible. such a feeling inside, what is it? are we really to feel such? do our feelings trick us into a trap?
the crossroads of love defines us in the future. and so may this be prosperous, precious and giving.
tired of going through life without an objective. to have a life with your love, wherever and whenever it may be, is a new dream, and the only to have.

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