Love

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Yellow tulips,
Hopeless love,
Sparks are flying
Everywhere above.

Our young love died
So soon,
But the hope of you
Returning
Is like a monsoon.

Maybe our love
Will be eternal,
So I'll continue
Writing about you
In my journal.

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