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Blooming Essance
Your love is new,
Like a flower about to bloom.
You have inspired me and one day, il inspire you.
Your essance is bound,
Your beauty is boundless.
You have burrowed me,
Like I want to enfold you.
To make love, is to indicate.
To take away, is to gain.
I havent found love,
But I have found you.
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