In the silence a heart beat heavily, brooding was her best state.

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In the silence a heart beat heavily, brooding was her best state.
To be different from people is like magic.
This love in a kiss could drive away pain.
I am the glowing heart of magic, a heart brimmed with strong courage.
I want to say I will not be diminished by this world.
Truth be told, books are mirrors of life; a form of reality, the open window of reading show precisely that daily life is poetry.
I want to be loved sloppy and winded, with tiny gasps of breath.
The depths of first love seemed a light in the dark, for this feeling was wild and restless.
It seemed to begin with a smokey haze of mutual love, a flawless, naked contentment enclosed them slowly, lazily, charmed by the romantic hearts in love.
You are enough for me. I want an eternal union of love.