How much can I love?
How much can I declare my love?
Because how much I love, I feel it's not enough.
How much I love, I feel that I can love more.
I never forget love.
I never say I don't love.
We can never forget love.
We can never say we had enough of love.
Love is in our hearts, and it's part of who we are.
It makes us happy and always in love.
It makes us feel the beauty of love.
It's what makes us feel our love every day.
Because whatever happens, we always and will always love.
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