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Every rose in the garden, can not show, how much I love you. Every love song ever written can not tell, How much I love you. With every word that I ever spoken, you will not know, how much I love you. Only my heart filled with your love can show, can tell, and then you’ll know how much I love you. You are a rose blooming in all seasons. Your scent lingers through my senses, leaving dreams of love and happiness. |