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Unless You Love Someone, Nothing Else Makes Any Sense.

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Kisses Are A Better Fate Than Wisdom.

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Once We Believe In Ourselves, We Can Risk Curiosity, Wonder, Spontaneous Delight, Or Any Experience That Reveals The Human Spirit.