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The Experience of Love. The Spirit of Love. The Power of Love. He is my Quintessential Love. He is a tree of love with brances and leaves that continually grow with a new and fresh dose of his love. The leaves never stop moving as the wind awakes them to move. His love is like the gentle touch of a gentle breeze...the delicate touch. When I hear the sound of his voice that is love. Remembering his stare that is love. Remembering the first day I looked A True Love that Touches My Soul
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