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There is always love to be found. It may not come from the door that we keep open at nights but maybe from the little crack on your window that lets in fleeting bursts of sunrays. There is always love to be found. It may not come from the door that we keep open at nights but maybe from the little crack on your window that lets in fleeting bursts of sunrays.
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