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Love’s tenacity can crush a diamond,
but can cradle the most fragile creature.
The strands of old scars fade slowly,
renewal brought forth by a beautiful weaver.

This endless spectrum of emotions,
from passion above all desire.
From infatuated fervor to hateful isolation,
this delicacy, this abhorrent, Love’s fire.

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