Real Love

Love is the reason my chest expands and the influx of air fills my lungs, love is the reason the sun rises to meet the sky each and every day. Love is the creator of all things both seen and unseen, love is that force, the emulation of intention and attraction, the end result of a unison of all that is. To be loved is to be part of something incredible, a cog in the workings of the universe, for where there are 2 or more gathered in thy name…. Not a single cog in the workings is any more important than the other, take out the smallest piece and it all stops working as it should. We are all equal.
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