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Dream love
When the breeze comes
and touches the heart is colored.
Every second,
I walk with you .
I feel like,
I am carved with flowers.
You live in the memory,
I add daily.
I live meaningfully,
in the love of dreams.
© lassie thevar
and touches the heart is colored.
Every second,
I walk with you .
I feel like,
I am carved with flowers.
You live in the memory,
I add daily.
I live meaningfully,
in the love of dreams.
© lassie thevar
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