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This love inside me is like wild garlic: an invasive plant with starry flowers, bright and delicate, and elegant leaves tinged with the green of open hearts… You were the first shoot, and I the second; now, nourished by the present, it spreads, in gentle waves, across the world, far beyond our garden…
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