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I stole this moment between two lovers,
Comforting each other in the last days of their lives.
Long struggles in the growing/living season,
Did not harvest in either a bitter fruit.
Even when left old with wind withered faces, leaves and stems gone slack,
I couldn't help but noticed, they had both grown a common heart.
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