What the mean of love?
Love, maybe it’s simple word
But if you know that is big something
You can lough freely and happy
But you can cry also and it’s feel will continuous
Love is something which peculiar
It’s comes not guess
But it’s pass out leave sadness
Until now I don’t know what the mean of love
But which I feel if I love someone
That feeling cann’t lost easy
And I won’t lost love again …:)
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