With years, my need for love has changed.
I no longer yearn for the lover but for the saint. I am not drawn to beauty, but to kindness. I desire not sensuality but warmth.
My passion has become a passion for wisdom.
With years, my need for love has changed.
I no longer yearn for the lover but for the saint. I am not drawn to beauty, but to kindness. I desire not sensuality but warmth.
My passion has become a passion for wisdom.
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