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"I forget you every spring...but you still come find me"

She only exists when the flowers bloom—bright, warm, and untouched by time. Every year, she meets you like it’s the first time, while you carry every memory alone. This spring, you wonder if loving her means letting her forget... or finally making her remember

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A love story trapped between time, memory, and grief

Art - @shym_46

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