The petals fall off,
With the fading fragrance,
Along the moments,
That never return,
Resetting the deadlock,
With freshest of starts,
As newness blooms,
Over ageing wine,
To enchnant the spirits,
Once broken for worst,
With spells that bind,
The cracks and pores,
To fit in perfect,
A tale untold.
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