Love is deaf.
And love is blind.
Unable to see,
Beyond what's inside.
Like and lust.
Merely judge,
The surface above,
The things that they can see.
On the outside.
But true love is blind.
Aphredite.
Has more strength than the eye.
Because true love is blind.
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Yes, true love is absolutely blind and wild also. 10+++