Love is a many-splendored thing, It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring, Love is nature's way of giving a reason to be living, The golden crown that makes a man a king. Once on a high and windy hill, In the morning mist two lovers kissed and the world stood still, …
“Hooked on Inspiration’s Blog” by Sherna Bhumgara 
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