OUR HEART IS A GARDEN.WE LET PEOPLE WALK IN IT, DIG IN IT, PLANT ON IT, WATER IT, SOMETIMES DRY IT...
OUR DEFENCE TEARS TRY TO KEEP OUR FLOWERS OF FEELINGS ALWAYS FRESH BUT ITS HARD...
WINTERS AND SUMMERS COME AND OUR GARDEN IS THERE AGAINST THE WIND AND THE HEAT AND THE RAIN...
NEVER BE AFRAID TO LAUGH OR TO CRYLOOK AT
THE SKY ABOVE AND BREATH SOME FRESH AIR
TRY TO FORGIVE
OUR PATHS ARE UNKNOWN AND
OUR TIME IS A BEAUTIFUL RED ROSE IN A VASE
A ROSE FROM OUR OWN GARDEN..............
FOR ALL MY FRIENDS...
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