Buds, broken free . . .
petioles & bloom petals
blossom, as we do
Under a bright sun’s
scorching dualism
they flourish. We drive . . .
Buds, broken free . . .
petioles & bloom petals
blossom, as we do
Under a bright sun’s
scorching dualism
they flourish. We drive . . .
Life's Poetic Essence 
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