A weird thing

Love. Now that’s a weird thing. Because love knows no name. And yet it knows each and every name. It has no form, and that’s why it can take any form it wants. Any form you can think of. And it knows no age, knows no colour, knows no gender. And love? Love will always find the answer.

 ― Marko

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