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Love is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you gonna get.
Some piece is so great that we regret we get it late.
Some piece is the best and we forget all the rest.
Some piece looks real nice but what inside gets us drunk.
Some piece is a junk that can be swallowed only by a punk.
Some piece is a bit bitter thus the others get sweeter.
Some piece may just drop and we felt we have been robbed.
Some piece simply melts whenever we never can help.
But why should we not be pleased, for every piece is simply sweet.
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