She despised love, and her parents' destructive love made her avoid love all the way.
After experiencing the test of life and death again and again, I thought I could happily sing the march of love, but God doesn't seem to like the beauty of adults. Are they brothers and sisters or lovers? Is it true love? Is stress a genetic mental illness? Is it loss or rebirth? Is it empathy or steadfastness?
Love has added too many seasonings and mixed flavors, but if you taste it with your heart, you will understand that you are still the same you.
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