Flower #1
Before finishing the germination
The pink camellia with its carnation
The verdant petals bloomed in the cold
With little time to hold
They wilted and cried
With little left to pride
They withstood the harsh winter nights
Without so much as putting up a fight
The evenings grew darker and the flora dissipated.
The garden was no longer a sanctuary
Instead it h...
Thursday 27th March 2025 6:40 am
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