Goodbye..
And now you're gone,
Just like a petal torn off a flower after a gust of strong wind.
The wind of life carried you away while you were still sweet.. Goodbye.
Your aroma still lingers, lavender.
Maybe if I was to follow your scent in a quest to find you,
I would end up in heaven.. Hello.
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