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i have a garden full of roses
every dawn i sit by the garden reading my book
a lot of people walk by my garden
some compliments my roses
some gift me their flowers
some even steal my roses
whatever they do, i just sit there, waiting
until one morning, you appeared, smiling
you asked me what book i'm reading
that was the moment when i know
all of my roses
they're all yours

- the moment

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