When you have nothing to offer, love gives abundantly. — E'yen A. Gardner, Love Letters
When you have nothing to offer, love gives abundantly. — E'yen A. Gardner, Love Letters
When you have nothing to offer, love gives abundantly. — E'yen A. Gardner, Love Letters
When you have nothing to offer, love gives abundantly. — E'yen A. Gardner, Love Letters
When you have nothing to offer, love gives abundantly. — E'yen A. Gardner, Love Letters
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When you have nothing to offer, love gives abundantly.

— E'yen A. Gardner, Love Letters
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