Do you remember me from my childhood? When I brought you flowers from my garden? There was no why when it came to love, there was no but when it came to showing love.

Playing in a stellar garden you once told me a secret, that a flower grows because of water, but it blossoms because of love.

You know, in gardens here, flowers are different. Do you think it is a sin to plant a stellar seed here? I miss our blossom.

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