Like true quality.
The barbarity of self-love disdains the undisturbed mien of true love with regular attempts to minimize its worth yet true love breaks out like a phoenix. Like when true quality glows in-spite of the early, midterm and latter days blows from wear and tear. The stories of true love may not be documented but they are always remembered because they are stored in hearts.
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