My heart is a red rose,
life has peeled away the petals which have dried and blown away with the wind of time.
You have reached the core,
the nectar and the sweetness of the bud of my learning.
You have reaped the reward of my truth.
The final result, the best of me, the heart of my heart.
You have found me.
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