My beloved, whose arrival greets my soul, your majesty is from love, fear is from doubt, our beloved.Is it possible not to know you, my own darling who comes in a thousand forms?💔

The love that I prostrate in the temple of love is worship to the creator,you love the one who loves you,this was the talisman of my dear temple,💔💖💖

The more I think, the more I fell into your heart my love, that book was my experiences, my love,

what i heard was the live book i saw


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