Love is not measured by acts or years, but by truth between two people. — Evan Meekins, The Black Banner
Love is not measured by acts or years, but by truth between two people. — Evan Meekins, The Black Banner
Love is not measured by acts or years, but by truth between two people. — Evan Meekins, The Black Banner
Love is not measured by acts or years, but by truth between two people. — Evan Meekins, The Black Banner
Love is not measured by acts or years, but by truth between two people. — Evan Meekins, The Black Banner
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Love is not measured by acts or years, but by truth between two people.

— Evan Meekins, The Black Banner
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