(my first) pick your name… I was walking into my garden. I hadn’t walked upon it for years after the death of my parents. Nobody had stepped foot in it in the meantime. Or so i thought. The garden had came back in shape. It was green full of wonderful colourful flowers. I saw you. A woman. A tough beautiful woman. You were watering the plants and smelling the flowers smiling warmly. My heart sank as if it was telling me she was the one. Hello there… A warm smile grew bigger on your
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