Love is a simple road.
The straight line always.
No bumpy neither boundry,
Distraction or unfinished constructions.
Gps or maps are good for nothing.
Compass adds no extra value.
To a straight line loves.
All one needs is to choose a road with hair-raising terrain.
With the fantabulous hoi pollois.
No second thought in love.
Scamper with little worry,
whereas tomorrows always promised happiness.
I love simple road.
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