You Are?
You Are?
You are the memory of family, through dreams and vision.
You are the sound of Elsa from the cold icy palace.
You are the warm, sticky brown sauce from the chocolate cake.
You are the elegant ,sweet ,warm, soft lavender smell from the flowers in my garden.
You are the enemy from our passed who fort against us in battle.
You are the passion in our sweet warm hearts.
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