I feel like you just left the elevator to get on your floor
And i stayed
But my heart followed you
And the elevator doors slammed on my heartstrings.
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PART 1.
A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,
And the young winds fed it with silver dew,
And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light.
And closed them beneath the kisses of Night.
And the Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
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