Love
Love is,
Not a substance,
Not an entity,
Not a dimension.
That’s why love is,
Not measurable,
Not tangible,
Not time-bound,
Not defined in numbers.
But love is,
A reality,
A gift
You can only feel it, admire it and be grateful.
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