What's full yet half but always torn apart?
What's crazy yet lazy but tromping through a bed of daisies?
What's devoured whole but not showered with hope?
What's falling through the stars but never collects as dust?
The answer is Love.
Unfathomable Love.
What's crazy yet lazy but tromping through a bed of daisies?
What's devoured whole but not showered with hope?
What's falling through the stars but never collects as dust?
The answer is Love.
Unfathomable Love.
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