Love is all that matters.
Love is everything.
It is the showing of songs and of silences, and
the holding of memories only the heart can see.
In nothing are we as rich as in our memories of love,
for they are ours alone and tell our story.
Love's music may be different to each of us,
but oh, how beautiful the dance.
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