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Pure Hearted Love.

Pure hearted is as rare as they say.

Who are they?

It’s very much unknown.

But pure hearted comes from a mother and father,

And from God.

It comes from nature,

From all blissful things.

It’s simply one’s prerogative,

To search for it again and again.

It’s already there,

Stop looking for it everywhere.

It’s love and that too,

Pure hearted,

So, let it be,

And be happy again.

Adios!

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A Rose And It’s Petals.

A rose and it’s petals,

Are as much as sync,

As a mother and her small child.

Neither would they part,

Nor would be different.

It’s like watching the sun,

Coming upon the horizon.

The sun never parts from the sky.

The only factor which remains,

Is love.

Pure hearted love.

Adios!