From Love

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We do die from love

We die slowly

Day by day

Our breath gets shorter

We do die from love

At war, at peace

We die and take nothing

Hope gets lost on longings

Such a bittersweet defeat

Because love is a real miracle

The true and only meaning of existence

Then, it dims it’s force because of us

We do die from love

We sleep deeper and deeper until we can’t wake up

Love is for the night

Love is for the day

Love is the real colors of a generous sunset

Such a precious gift

Placed inside of such weak creatures…

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