Love is sumthing,
We can't describe,
Like the look of a rose,
The smell of the rain,
The feeling of forever...
We can't describe,
Like the look of a rose,
The smell of the rain,
The feeling of forever...
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A walk to remember Love is sufferer, love is kind. It does now not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It isn't rude,...
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