What if you were loved, but didn’t know by whom...
Could you still perceive it?
If this love were to disappear from your life someday...
Would you even know?
And would you miss it, if you did?
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- chellsie
- "Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!" - Alice in Wonderland
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