Taste of Cinnamon between destinations

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A flower once grew
It was just before the storm
Right before the story turned
The flower has faded now
There's barely any left
But it's seeds that could be planted anywhere
Seeds that could be planted anywhere
anywhere
Choices have been made
A whole lot has changed
Since we first met
Different destinations
But the same love we share
Our seed has been planted unaware
Between destinations we were
Travelling our own way turn by turn
Not willing to obey
Determined not to betray
Travelling our own way turn by turn
Turn by turn
Turn by turn
Turn by turn
Turn by turn
Between destinations we were
Travelling our own way turn by turn
Not willing to obey
Determined not to betray
Travelling our own way turn by turn
Turn by turn
Turn by turn
Turn by turn
Turn by turn
Turn by turn

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