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A Garden's Memory
From the same garden, we emerged, Beneath the same twilight, our stories began. My feminine rose, bright and elegant, And I, the sunny moon, calm and radiant, Fearless and bright.

From the same womb, we emerged, My feminine rose, my friend. You blossom in the garden, And butterflies fill the air. I shine bright light around the garden. In the moonlight, our hues blend, And beneath the same twilight, our story began.

We bonded well, creating a pleasant fragrance That filled the entire garden. In the twinkle of your eyes, your petals turn pale, Your fragrance is lost in flames of fear, And your root becomes weak. Suddenly, you shed your leaves and fade away.

Why? Who is to blame? The sunny moon? You are the sun that shines, But you started chasing dreams, And the garden lost its light. My beautiful rose, the garden seems empty without you; The butterflies search for you.

Together, we crafted a memory, A tale of beauty and light. In the garden, we remain, Eternal, in the fragrance of our bond.
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