my little story

love is a smile on my face it brings me hope and happiness and gives me a history and a story of my owne , i wake up every day and remember there is someone waiting to hear my voice or to see me which makes my day precious and worth living , even if i live in bad circumstances 0r war or bad day it doesn’t mater because i have a special world that i can hope into every time i feel bad and that is love

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