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The Wild.
Yeah, here is that one with scents and colours, the nectar.
Seems like the favourite part, but blooms and falls then repeats.
Cries for a better tomorrow and grows by the tears that flow down.
No fear of painful separation. Still there as an unwanted birth of joy.
Dare ones could see... The others, just leave it.
How can one put such an excellent creation much secret?
© The Bliss
Seems like the favourite part, but blooms and falls then repeats.
Cries for a better tomorrow and grows by the tears that flow down.
No fear of painful separation. Still there as an unwanted birth of joy.
Dare ones could see... The others, just leave it.
How can one put such an excellent creation much secret?
© The Bliss
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