Love is the flower you've got to let grow. — John Lennon
Love is the flower you've got to let grow. — John Lennon
Love is the flower you've got to let grow. — John Lennon
Love is the flower you've got to let grow. — John Lennon
Love is the flower you've got to let grow. — John Lennon
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Love is the flower you've got to let grow.

— John Lennon
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