Story of a young couple
And their love is supple
They are meant to be together
They don't change with the weather.
They were together
But had a fear of separation
Their love is like feather
But share a strong connection.
They are so much in love with each other
That they decided to go further
She has the best lover but
It took a long time to discover.
She is the happiest girl ever
Because they gonna separate never
Doesn't matter who they gonna meet whenever
Changes will take in weather
And their love will bloom in heather...
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