<p>We bloomed where silence used to sleep,<br />Two hearts in thaw, no need to speak—<br />A glance, a spark, a breath between,<br />And time stood still in shades of green.<br /><br />Our laughter spilled like April rain,<br />Soft petals opening through pain.<br />Too young to name what we became,<br />Yet old enough to burn like flame.<br /><br />Now every breeze recalls your name—<br />The spring of us, still wild, untamed.</p>
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