there is a part of me that tells me I made mistake each time, because I wanted too much, and gave too much.
But there is another part of me, and this part wonders. What good is giving, if we don't give it all? What good is love, if we don't love completely? What good is life, if we don't live it fully?
Tell me, Love... Which part is right?

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