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  1. Beautiful words... Fly high... soar to new heights... cheers

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  2. lovely flow of thoughts and words

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    1. Thanks for fast flowing lovely comment.

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  3. Wow, what a beautiful poem of love. Loved it . . .

    Ashwini

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  4. Love is a difficult fiend isnt it? Love the last 2 lines-wonderful!

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  5. True, we should all FLY - first love yourself :)

    I have awards for you, Sushma, @ http://www.sudeshnadas.com/2012/06/threes-not-crowd.html

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    1. Life is a flight:-) thanks a ton for visit

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  6. The last two lines are awesome and inspiring too. Here is something for you http://mymindtales.blogspot.com/2012/06/some-awesome-bloggers.html

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  7. Beautiful words on love! Liked your way of writing.

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    1. Appreciate your lovely words. Welcome to Sushma's Page.

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  8. Love self..so shall you love all...
    Lovely words Sushma

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  9. waooww .. lovely...love self to love all ...#truth

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  10. Yes, we often forget to love ourself in our quest to love others...good poem

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    1. Bhavana- Sometimes it is about hating others too- hatred kills man- loving self is the only solution.

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  11. Well written! ITs true, we can't love others unless we love ourselves!

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    1. glad you also think so- I feel only simple solution is to smile and love yourself and you will never hate another human being.

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  12. I feel that until we can love ourself how can we love someone else fully .. ah well maybe I am wrong .. we do forget to love ourself

    Bikram's

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    1. yes there is a irony there always- loving self finds challenges in its limits and at times is called being selfish.

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  13. Lovely poem full of hope! May you fly higher:) Hope your exams went of well:)

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  14. postinagn yang bagus tentang"I am Love "

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  15. lovely indeed - flow of words like a clear stream in the woods

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