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Love

Love is surviving.
Love is eating, feeding each other.


Love is that loving ones easily can quarrel.


Love is sharing hating to shared reality mutually in generosity.


But knowing that each one could never be divided so easily, either.


Love is abandonment to needing mutually perfection to beloved one to each other.


Love is stably composedly admitting what could never be changed so easily mutually.


Love is making up own mind to love more real things for each other, than individually ideal things.


Love, you are consistently discipline for all who love beloved one.


Nothing is tougher than love.


The one who knows it so well could get something which they could never lose.


(Aug. 12th. 2019)