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Pure Love

11/20/2013

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My heart was breaking down into pieces,
As coldness does to thousands snowy flakes,
And, thinking that somehow it sickly pleases
My Fate to never give and always take,
I cursed my life each day until the evening,
Not being able to remotely guess,
That, at the end, the hundred time will even
The happiness to tears in my chest.
I wake up, and my sweetest dream continues,
And, as the Sun illuminates the Earth,
Your eyes, inflamed by gentle hand of Venus,
Illuminate my life and make it worth.
The thousands of the worlds were once between us,
But pure Love does change the Universe.
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