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Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

Alexander Smith

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Alexander Smith
Age: 36 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 31
Died: 1867
Died: January 5
Poet
Cille Mheàrnaig
Delight
Discovery
Relationship
Others
Light
Vow
Love
Flames
Appreciation
Recognition

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