My heart is confused. Your heart, for now, is done. Attachment we fear. But together we are one. When is the time? When do we let go? When do we take a chance? We may never know! To fear love is to fear life I love every day and every day I am loved. My heart is genuine. The beautiful person inside me, few know of. I dream of the fairy tale. There is nothing to hide. A man strong enough to hold me. He will be alive.Birth sign: Cancer
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