In the quiet moments, love blooms,
A flower, once thought dead.
Their hearts, entwined in love’s sweet rooms,
By true love, they’re led.
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In the quiet moments, love blooms,
A flower, once thought dead.
Their hearts, entwined in love’s sweet rooms,
By true love, they’re led.
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