She was my flower
The prettiest in my garden
She was my tower
Where comfort lives
And pains are long forgotten
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Poetry"And suddenly it feels hard to breathe," . . Life is always, and will always be unpredictable No matter how long it took For you to come prepared Even a knight fears that he might lose In a battle that he have always been so aware . . A collection...
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She was my flower
The prettiest in my garden
She was my tower
Where comfort lives
And pains are long forgotten
