Plant your dreams in the garden of my heart. They'll be safe there. Who knows what will grow? Maybe a rose garden; maybe an oak forest. But whatever it is, it will be ours. They will become part of me. And when you look into my eyes, you'll be able to see them. They will intertwine and lace their tendrils with my own wishes, planted in
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