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My love, in the darkest hour your laughter opens, and if suddenly you see my blood staining the stones of the street, laugh, because your laughter will be for my hands like a fresh sword.
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Nice poem! Pablo Neruda, I think?

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Nice! We should keep these emotions on our fullest. Because we get this life only for once.

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These emotions are getting scarce day by day. So, I see your laughter as a save it emotions from extinction altogether.

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