Sweetpepper
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garbage can said:Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.
~ Anais Nin ~
Lucky is the man who is the first love of a woman, but luckier is the woman who is the last love of a man.