The language of Flowers
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My eyes closed gently and the tears met the ichor they longed for .
The warm conversation lasted untill the mind completely dissolved.
My eyes opened slowly and saw a beautiful shadow tinted with a vague familiarity.
The silhouette leaned forward ,sweeped a bouquet close to my face .
The tulips were...
My eyes closed gently and the tears met the ichor they longed for .
The warm conversation lasted untill the mind completely dissolved.
My eyes opened slowly and saw a beautiful shadow tinted with a vague familiarity.
The silhouette leaned forward ,sweeped a bouquet close to my face .
The tulips were...