The flower whispered in my ear, it was so close to me. Heard it speak inside my head, it wished to help me see. For flowers grow as they do, flowers come from love. The flower told me gently, it came down from above. To work with mother nature, to show us how to […]

via Impression of a Flower — lizalizaskysaregrey

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