When love smiles, heart is open for amity
When love laughs triumphantly, it has vanquished misery.
When love cries, heart is withered by fools
When love recovers, the heart starts sewing the holes.
When love pales, always in everything heart faltered
When love fades, heart is filled with hatred.
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