see the world in brighter colors.
She craves this kind of love,
not because she is weak,
but because she is meant to experience it.
It is her birthright to be loved in a way that makes her heart
dance.At least once in her life,
every woman deserves to experience this magic—
to know how a violin's melody feels like whispers of love,
how colors blend like emotions,
how chocolate melts like passion,
and how seeds touch the soil with a promise of life...
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