"Is there really such a thing as love?" the boy found himself questioning. Soon, he grew up into a man and one day remembered the question he once asked as a boy. Having tasted what fruits the world could offer him over the years, he concluded that there is love, but it is for the lucky ones who found it, held on to it, and nurtured it into a strong tree. With love, he thought, you only get one chance to make good. After that, what keeps coming back with every new face isn't love; it is only the need for redemption: he who finally wins a heart will be absolved of all his past.
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