Some people sleep with hate under their pillows.
Some people carry a backpack filled with hate.
Some people feed hate to others as a poison.
Some people use hate as a bludgeon.
Some people can never scream away their hate.
Some people use hate to hide their fear.
Some people coat their hate in a veneer of pleasantness.
Some people hate without admitting they hate.
Some people would be empty without hate.
Some people hate for a living.
Some people sleep with love under their pillows.
Some people carry a backpack filed with love.
Some people feed love to others as sustenance.
Some people use love as a blanket.
Some people can never stop the flow of their love.
Some people use love to conquer their fear.
Some people never cover up their love.
Some people love with humility.
Some people will never feel empty because they love.
Some people love as a calling.
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