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The Marriage Of Convenience

 
In today's world where religion marries religion, wealth marries wealth....
Where can I find a match, I am a human whose religion is mankind 
and love is the only wealth I possess.

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  1. don't worry even today somewhere someplace a human is still alive i guess
    at least lets hope for tat

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  2. Woww!!!!! Very Well Said !!!!!!!

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  3. When the moment comes, world would willingly throw a pleasant surprise..only be prepared to recognise...

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  4. Nicely put.
    Very unique.
    Out of 6 billion people there will be one person who can satisfy that. :) Don't lose hope. Get out there.
    Some people might surprise you.
    skg

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  5. so true......definitely a marriage of convenience

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  6. have the capabilities to put ur thots so well.....so m sure u wont take tym in recognizin ur soul....
    all the best !!

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  7. hmmm....tell me when you do find your match :)

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  8. awesomeness! Seriously! Soo agree with what you've written!

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  9. Good thought..when the world is getting divided!

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  10. .... I dont know what to search .. my match or my soul ....

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  11. i dont know how u find the perfect picture and just the right words to say such big things...nice blog..:-)

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