Upon ❤ Love

Life is music.
As the music plays due deep as blues, so does
love roll up like rock ‘n’ roll.
Love is an air the much loved breathes.
Love is a legacy of the heart.
The utmost onus of a man.
Good is not an open sesame for love.
For there is no more of woe than this.
The song of love is a woeful tale of pity.

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