Views Of Love #2 Love laughs at locksmiths. So I became a thief so I could steal the most precious of gifts. I am no ordinary thief I can work by the light of the#moonor sun, I use not picks or crowbar but caring words and a charming smile. I steal what many seek but few find. I rob the very essence of #life, for I am a thief of love.
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