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Between the flowers
like a dream of love come true,
and in each petal the smell of her hair
the scent of the garden the essence of it carried,

Her eyes, sparkles of stars in the night,
In her eyes, the longed dreams,
in her smile, the sweetest waste.

The breeze caressed her hair,
in the flowers she danced
and with each laugh, the garden sighed.
I love her

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