It is a feeling expressed from the heart,
which could get people hurt,
it is either good or bad,
which makes people feel like a flying bird.
That is love.
It is a disease which no doctor can explain,
and can't explain the pain.
The love you get may be bitter,
or may be better.
That is why it is called love.
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