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Love
is a
free gift that
one
share
to
someone we
forget the name
of
the
person
and remember
the
name
of
the person
when we need
inspiration
to
rise
with
more
strength...
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thanks very much, i think you have understood my feelings while i was writing it. i mean when i help others it is a love i have shared,i forget about it because i did not expect something in return while helping. but, when i feel am weak, i lack faith and strength i take inspiration from it because i know when there is love in my heart for others, there be also a force to fight in me...
