It used to be enough just to hold your hand while walking through the garden behind the house you grew up in. Just to hold your hand I crafted such a vision of beauty. Behind the house you grew up in I whispered softly of this pefect world. I crafted such a vision of beauty... While walking through the garden I whispered softly of this perfect world. It used to be enough...
It used to be enough just to hold your hand while walking through the garden behind the house you grew up in.
Just to hold your hand I crafted such a vision of beauty. Behind the house you grew up in I whispered softly of this pefect world.
I crafted such a vision of beauty... While walking through the garden I whispered softly of this perfect world. It used to be enough...
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