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I'm writing to you from a garden of roses.
Where trees grow to the heavens and higher...
I've never really seen the sun coated by the grapevines,
But I get told it's beautiful.
And yet, I've been trying to figure out this puzzle,
Where dandelions seem to of painted such a nice decor;
But nothing on this very earth can be as dazzling...
As something worth keeping, as priceless as you.
And sometimes there are times when I feel alone -
Where I count the stars each 60 seconds go by,
I know there are more than a billion stars in the heavens,
Stretching throughout the entire cerulean skies.
Tell me, honey - has there been a love moment you treasured?
When you told the wind to whisper I love you...
I've decided not to rush into things so quickly,
But you make my heart race every time I'm near you.
Does it have to be so grueling every time our eyes meet?
When you hold on to something, but you can't?
I know it's an awful feeling to have and it burdens you -
But losing a loved one is a much more crucial pain.
Don't let go of this burden, the love of a loved one is not worthless,
I've figured out many things on not knowing what love is...
For to know it, you have to experience it.
But you have to remember it somehow, honey - it's always there...
As each day goes by, I love with a heart full of truth, and it's unswerving,
Hate is onward and stopping, for love cannot be a lie -
But remain forever in this bright beautiful haven,
As love remains to be cosseted, burning through your eyes.
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