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Love is the Only Eternal

If anything was lost, what is the only thing you want except any never so needed thing?
Some must answer that it’s love.
Love is the only eternal.
Only love could never be forgotten to anyone’s mind.


In kept love, any trust, any mind to believe in being of anything is consistently so beautiful.
Trust as mutual belief, it to mutual love effort in any tough ride.


Life constantly is waited for by many thorns, many obstacles, flat and easy road must never be so often, it’s very rare to anyone.
Then, let’s sing along your belief on your mind.


Love is the only eternal.
Only love makes us believe in mutual trust and our just toward our tough future days to us.


Let’s kiss your love on your mind.
Let’s hug your mutual trust to each other.
Only love makes rainy clouds’ gray color a silver shined throw.
Over your seeing beautiful cloud, your waiting loving supreme moment, only it could be your own advent.


And if you hug it when you will be the supremely tremendous moments, please share your pleasure to all ones around you, and delight to you all palls, your all neibours either.
Sharing the most important love only means your gentleness, generosity and your assumed and assured sense only you’d made, if your kindness would go on so well, your hope must gift you to be guided to the heavenly ocean with freezing and its air direction must tell you something you’d do when you have your toughest time of your life.


At that moment, you must get you surviving hope to restart your love travel, even if you’d lost it so completely, and its travel in which you would know something told by the wind, love is only the eternal.


(Feb. 20th. 2019)