cherchez la femme
April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom, holiday tables under the trees
So we were blown together, in the whirlwind of life.
In each other’s arms, we continued to turn
You have to have your heart broken.
That’s the reality of life and if you are protected from this sadness, then how can you grow?
How can you recognize real happiness when you see it?
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