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There is a place
where when you
learn to love 
someone more
than yourself 

you realize what love is.

So it is known that love is this.
That what controls this world
really does understand.

That somehow,
someway, it will
work out.

You have the answers
already you just don't
know how to impliment 
them, such is stumbling
without actually.

You think of yourself.
You think of only that,
you can perspective
that there is a you
behind something.
But there has to be love
in it, somehow, someway.

Because better to give
than to recieve. 

Just love somebody.

Because it better to
help than to harm,
we all know this
already but that is

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