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battlefield of love

I’m fighting a war, this war does not take place on a ordinary battle-field. But in another plain. The heart. I war with the questions of, what is love? And exploring the edges or the difference between words like infatuation, lust and love. As if I am walking on the edge of a blade and as I get to find my answers its feels like I ever closer for falling on my own sword. There are those who dwell in the world, whom fear love, others see it as a weakness and a few see it as a strength. For me, I realized that it is Love that makes us human. And without it, we have no humanity but become like the beasts that walk the earth, lost and alone without love.

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