The Blossoming Two

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The roots of your thoughts,
Embedding in my heart.
You play hide and seek,
But I paint them on canvas art.

You built the castle walls too High.
I sneaked through the tunnel,
Saw your soul passing-by.
I know you got questions
scattered all over the sky.

And Baby,All that I can say,
"Even if the Sky turns Green some Day,
The birds in flock swim in the heat of May,
Whenever there comes a Hurricane,
'You and I' will blossom again..."

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