Love is a fire that burns unseen,a wound that aches yet isn’t felt,an always discontent contentment,a pain that rages without hurting,a longing for nothing but to long,a loneliness in the midst of people,a never feeling...
—Luís Vaz
Times change, as do our wills, What we are – is ever changing; All the world is made of change, And forever attaining new qualities.
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