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bridge is built from both sides. And when the two sides meet there may
be such a love that welds two together in a way that they can never be
separated or distinguished. Yet sometimes love is also like the arrow
that flies in one direction and sinks deeply and irremovably into the
heart of the other. Then there is the longing of love´s flow that moves
like a mountain stream reaching for the ocean. In the beginning its
light and fun, then it becomes a struggle of facing many obstacles, and
later it becomes deep and slow and patient.
♥♥
- Shiv Charan Singh
♥♥
- Shiv Charan Singh
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