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[laughingpinecone]

[309cedarstreet-blog]

if you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life and you decide  to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower  climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine.