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Rabindranath Tagore
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Love is an endless mystery, because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it.

By Rabindranath Tagore

You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.

By Rabindranath Tagore

Love's gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.

By Rabindranath Tagore

The real frienship is like fluorescence, it shines better when everything has darken.

By Rabindranath Tagore

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

By Rabindranath Tagore
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