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“You know the most beautiful part of Love? You can Never Ever wish them harm no matter how much hurt they threw your way. How can you, when You have prayed for them for days after days, when you have literally begged God for their well-being. No, you can ask the same God to let you forget them, but deep inside even in that prayer, you would send them Hope, you would send them Love. You can Never allow yourself to hear anything negative, even minutely disgraceful about them, no matter how many insults they might have pulled your way. No, you can silently walk away, but you would never want to hear anything wrong being said about them, in fact you would stand first to leave the room when such a thing happen or maybe fight fiercely for them simply because your heart wouldn't allow it no matter how much your mind might argue otherwise. And even when your Hurt runs deep, even when the wounds won't ever stop bleeding, even when you might never have received even a fraction of what you gave, you would still give in a way that is beyond any logic, you would give in the virtue of Grace and Dignity in knowing that Love can Never be turned in Hate, yes when you Love someone Immensely, it might sometimes turn into Hate, but when You Loved Someone with all the Hopes and Dreams of a Home, even when the Home breaks, you still hold on to the foundations with a Grace that Only God Understands. That's the biggest burden and yet the most powerful beauty of Love.”

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