Love will endure. Even if you cannot see touch or hold it. It is always there. Sometimes it takes a few storms to realize the promise.
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Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken...
excerpt from William Shakespeare's Sonnet 116
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