First having moved in the friendship chart, love is web
page search,
It unfolds some mystery conversations with checking edge
of like and unlike buttons,
When all posts are full of verse that communicates eye to
eye matters.
And we are not alone to grow up in shares and
participation of love-force.
We move on delicate terms hanging on innovatively with
posts with photos,
As if we are lovers and dwell in white covers and our
world village is silent,
Where love is only concern, and we do like to accept
changed version of modern age,
And its contacts with our daily life and breathing
difference do propagate love.
The man or the woman has the place where both do love to
think in fusion,
Diving into the love in wishing and wishes of tasks in silver
transition,
And a fear of losing something with dark-haired hidden
intruder
Who is not seen, the war then comes in front of love with
conscious words of friendship.
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