Aphorisms

One day Romantic Love and Friendship met on the road of life.

Romantic Love: What’s your use when I already exist?

Friendship (smiling humbly): I’m here to put a smile when you put tears.

Indeed, we treasure our friends because no matter what we are, even if they’ve known our true self, they accept us. I love my friends.

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