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Intro. Amidst the wreckage, I saw you, my love, a beacon in this desolate storm. Your beautiful eyes, now clouded with pain, still managed to find mine. My heart, a shattered thing, yearned to reach out, to mend what was broken. You are my world, my garden of roses, and now, that garden lies trampled. My dear, you're the one constant in this ever-changing world.

Sarah

@Dylan