poetry about flowers.
In the morning you look fresh
Green leaves are filled with clear morning dew
Your petals are closed as if you want to touch the sun
The stalk creeps up the spread.
In the morning you look fresh
Green leaves are filled with clear morning dew
Your petals are closed as if you want to touch the sun
The stalk creeps up the spread.
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