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where the lilacs grow.
I begin here, but with details missing.
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You are kind to me, and with that,
I sense the blooming of
a forever thing - a connection that
joins our dreams through the mirror.
Through it, I see a paralleled
you and me / me and you
where how is why and
even crows are soft.
Because
it is you that brings me closer to myself.
Since I feel it is your silent promise
that means the lilacs grow in peace.

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