Each stage, a bud, a flower, and love, the sole nourishment. Deep roots, wings taking flight; time shapes us, as cycles unfold. Maturing is a journey, a gentle rhythm, where love is sustenance, eternal and steadfast.
Each stage, a bud, a flower, and love, the sole nourishment. Deep roots, wings taking flight; time shapes us, as cycles unfold. Maturing is a journey, a gentle rhythm, where love is sustenance, eternal and steadfast.
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