Between love and tenderness,
a peculiar discovery,
she has no other name . She lives in the name
of flowers
.
Adjectives are as soft as long hair reaching
the ground. heart. In love stories, beyond love Sometimes it 's not just love but we, deeply in love with each other, an unusual encounter, an accidental chance, I met you, she was so small, smart, fresh and beautiful with a flower-like name; he gave I have a book page displayed in front of me in an instant, please don't leave, please wait It's not the time, dear little flower , please let me walk into your life , please let me know every bit of you. In love stories, beyond love sometimes it 's not just "I love you" but we, love each other deeply.
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