Falling petals,
Sway with the wind.
Raining onto star-crossed lovers'
Unbeknownst romance.
That's when they looked towards each other
Eyes to eyes.
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Falling petals,
Sway with the wind.
Raining onto star-crossed lovers'
Unbeknownst romance.
That's when they looked towards each other
Eyes to eyes.
