A small bird sits, gravely injured and unable to fly.
Her mate comes, bringing her food and tending to her.
The next time he returns, he finds her dead.
He tries to wake her.
When he can't wake her, he stand beside her and screams.
Finally, he stands beside her silently, in sorrow.
Love is all over the world, if you are looking for it.
But in order to know joy and love, we must also know sadness and solitude.
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Love is not finding someone to live with;
it's finding someone you can't live without.
- Rafael Ortiz
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