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I asked the silence within me, "What it means to be a lover?" The reply came as, "A lover is someone who does not take permission to enter your life, does not take permission to bring colours in your life and does not take permission to make you happy or make you cry...but with almost sincerity takes your permission if ever he/she wants to leave this world." 

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