Love

by khushbuyadav696
Love is blind, I heard it hundred times
Love is life, I heard it hundred times
It's not necessary that if I love someone then he love me back.
Even if he won't love me back I am satisfied, because love is blind and love is life I heard it hundred times and believe it infinite times.
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