But there was one memory that was most important to me.
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Roses
FanfictionYou said you loved roses, and that together, we bloomed like one. But the beauty of the bloom would not last forever. When the petals begin to wilt, a love story would start to come to a close......or, a new beginning will blossom.
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But there was one memory that was most important to me.
