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In the stillness of twilight's embrace,
Where shadows dance in gentle grace,
A whisper soft, a tender sigh,
A melody of love drifting nigh.
In the garden of memories, we stroll,
Where fragrant blooms adorn the soul,
Each petal a story, each leaf a tear,
Each moment cherished, drawing near.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
In laughter shared, in every sigh,
Our hearts entwined, forever bound,
In the symphony of love, profound.
Though storms may rage and tempests roar,
Our love, a beacon, forevermore,
In the tapestry of time, we weave,
A legacy of love, to believe.
So let us dance beneath the stars,
Where dreams are born and fears are far,
For in each beat, in every rhyme,
Our love endures, transcending time.


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