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Recovery is a blessing,
Poetry is discovery,
Loving, is knowing,
Hate – is arrogance,
A kiss… Is a leap through stars…
A hold of the hand; is a touch of heaven…

Darling, you’re all that my heart could forever crave for… You may not know how much I love you – soon you will with love and translation through my words…