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In youth, we met, just twelve years old,Two hearts entwined, a story yet untold,Now two decades have passed us by,Yet the memory of your love won't die.In secret, we cherished what we had,Two souls in love, in a world gone mad,No one knew, our love's sweet song,Who was right, and who was wrong?I remember you in my very bones,The coffin, bathed in sunlight's tones,Our youthful songs, so tender and true,You sang them softly, a crimson hue.My dear, please, remember me still,Though time has passed, and hearts grew chill,In this world, who's human, who's divine,Who knows what true love's design?Now I know not what the future may hold,But my love for you remains, strong and bold,No turning back, along the straight line,I'll keep moving forward, with love as a sign.Stay with me, my love, through thick and thin,Let me savor this world, filled with sin,In the past, I left you behind, it's true,But one day, we'll unite, me and you.There will be food upon our table so grand,Happiness, like in youth, hand in hand,My love, please, have patience, I pray,For in the next life, we'll find our way.For now, let's love in this moment, today,In this life, I'll save my love, come what may,In the next, together we shall stride,In eternal happiness, side by side. ??Read Love Vector on manhuascan+

A red hibiscus tops the fence so tall,Passersby greet but leave without a call.This humble flower, unworthy of a vase,Would lose its glow by morning’s soft embrace.Summer's breezes whisper by,Hesitant they float and shy.Carrying forest scents anew,While hibiscus stays blushing in the dew.Tomorrow, when the winds return,The hibiscus longs for sweet scents to burn.A flower with just beauty's grace,Lacks a fragrance to embrace.Winds, aware of this design,Bestow the summer’s scent so fine.The hibiscus blooms at dawn’s first light,A truth strange, a wonder in sight.Yet fate cannot be denied,Blaming winds for love untried.Without waiting for the day to break,A silent farewell, hard to forsake.Winds wander, searching for a face,Is it the one who lost the race?...Bach Tu Chi is a young master from the wealthy Bach family. Despite being only 17 years old, he suffers from severe tuberculosis and faces a challenging family situation, having grown up without his father's love and experiencing conflicts with his relatives. Fortunately, he meets Luu Trac Vu, an orphaned boy who roams the streets. Bach Tu Chi takes him in to be his close servant. Since bringing Trac Vu home, Bach Tu Chi has developed a fondness for this servant...