Why does the smell of late spring in the garden scare me so much? The rich roses, the warm wind, the golden sunset, the fragments of you humming softly, the soft and dense particles of happiness, the moment before the moon waxes and falls, the sword hanging high is about to fall.
"Love is a premonition of parting. ”
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Why does the smell of late spring in the garden scare me so much? The rich roses, the warm wind, the golden sunset, the fragments you hum softly, the soft and dense particles of happiness, the moon Why does the smell of late spring in the garden scare me so much? The rich roses, the warm wind, the golden sunset, the fragments you hum softly, the soft and dense particles of happiness, the moon Why does the smell of late spring in the garden scare me so much? The rich roses, the warm wind, the golden sunset, the fragments you hum softly, the soft and dense particles of happiness, the moon Why does the smell of late spring in the garden scare me so much? The rich roses, the warm wind, the golden sunset, the fragments you hum softly, the soft and dense particles of happiness, the moon Why does the smell of late spring in the garden scare me so much? The rich roses, the warm wind, the golden sunset, the fragments you hum softly, the soft and dense particles of happiness, the moon Why does the smell of late spring in the garden scare me so much? The rich roses, the warm wind, the golden sunset, the fragments you hum softly, the soft and dense particles of happiness, the moon Why does the smell of late spring in the garden scare me so much? The rich roses, the warm wind, the golden sunset, the fragments you hum softly, the soft and dense particles of happiness, the moon Why does the smell of late spring in the garden scare me so much? The rich roses, the warm wind, the golden sunset, the fragments you hum softly, the soft and dense particles of happiness, the moon Why does the smell of late spring in the garden scare me so much? The rich roses, the warm wind, the golden sunset, the fragments you hum softly, the soft and dense particles of happiness, the moon