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How Much Love
In the middle of Western Region
Under the canopy of smiling trees
sat two gentle doves on the
Experimentation of their love,
She reads to me the poem of her heart;
I'm a paper you can write your feelings,
Scribble your anger,
Use me to absorb tears,
Don't throw me after use
But when you feel cold burn me to feel warm
I will embrace you till eternity,
For how much love ?
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