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The greatest mystery of life comes when you're least expecting it and disappears when you thought it is here to stay. The heat that ignites it at the beginning is doused by the intimacy it creates. It is a portal, a mirror, a cross to bear, a joy, a heartbreak, and an axe. It cuts through your hard parts, the gristly parts, and lays your beating heart bare. It is both the butterfly that flutters in your tummy, and the acid that melts everything away. That, my friend, is what we call LOVE.