Love would never
be a promise of a rose garden unless it is showered
with light of faith, water of sincerity
and air of passion."
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Oh, my luve’s like a red, red rose,
That ’s newly sprung in June;
Oh, my luve’s like the melodie
That’s sweetly played in tune."
Robert Burns.
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