I love you, I never stopped thinking of you.

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I love you, I never stopped thinking of you.
You are never too young to love.
The most precious thing - knowledge. Never stop learning.
Something about her, she seemed so sure but so sad too. He wanted to know her, and yet, they were strangers never to speak to each other. He couldn't stop staring.
A woman of such strangeness has a touch of brilliance never divulged.