In the depths of the heart, love shines like a star,
Pure and divine, like a ray that will never fade.
In every moment, we exist in this fleeting world,
But tomorrow, who knows, perhaps we'll be just a memory.
The evening wind, with its mystery, brings promises,
The sun, in its grandeur, warms our souls.
But even it, isn't it overshadowed by the gathering dark clouds?
Yes, the storm comes and disturbs the peace of the day that just passed.
Everything is transient, everything has an end,
But darkness, no matter how hard it tries, cannot swallow the light.
The day is born again, bringing hope with it,
Pain, gradually, dissolves, leaving behind only its memory.
Time, with its healing hands, erases deep scars,
Flowers, awaiting the dawn, prepare their seductive scent.
Even in the midst of the storm, their essence doesn't get lost but persists,
And pain, in your presence, becomes just a memory, in the face of your immortal beauty.
Love, that boundless force, unites us all,
It knows no barriers or borders, it needs no words.
Love is a divine gift, to be given unreservedly,
It must be lived, felt, and shared with all around.
In this world full of suffering and pain,
Love is our only salvation, our only hope.
So love, love without fear and without regrets,
And you will discover that love is, truly, all that matters.
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