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An Ode to My Adore
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An Ode to My Adore
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An Ode to My Adore
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Love is an universal feeling and it is ceaseless irrespective of whether people are together, away or far. It is eternal and allows one to experience an array of emotions. Even though there's far more than love being an emotion, it's power lies in its manifestation and the energy that we put in our love for one another, this book speaks about the beauty, depth, aloneness, yearning, passion, journey and various moments of love.
What is gone shall be gone, the moment can never be revived.
We may cherish and treasure the bedecked emotions on the diamond studded platter of life, yet those minutes have been already buried under the soil.
The pull, the connection will be stronger, intense, passionate, ceaseless, but it will be a part of life and not the real life.
Unless we severe a part of present and change the course of life, nothing changes, only end up burning ourselves in the flame of eternal love, either living the passion or finally assimilating in the burn, by discovering the truth of such divine conjecture.
Love is an universal feeling and it is ceaseless irrespective of whether people are together, away or far. It is eternal and allows one to experience an array of emotions. Even though there's far more than love being an emotion, it's power lies in its manifestation and the energy that we put in our love for one another, this book speaks about the beauty, depth, aloneness, yearning, passion, journey and various moments of love.
What is gone shall be gone, the moment can never be revived.
We may cherish and treasure the bedecked emotions on the diamond studded platter of life, yet those minutes have been already buried under the soil.
The pull, the connection will be stronger, intense, passionate, ceaseless, but it will be a part of life and not the real life.
Unless we severe a part of present and change the course of life, nothing changes, only end up burning ourselves in the flame of eternal love, either living the passion or finally assimilating in the burn, by discovering the truth of such divine conjecture.


















