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The thing with love.
Is that it often takes a break
It ebbs and flows
There's melody and there's silence
The silence often making the melody sweeter when we come back to it again
Because come back to it we will
The silence is just a lull in which to savor the magic of the song
As the magic fades the song returns anew like a fresh track
Like an endless routine
Like light and shade and light again.
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