She was born like a flower Beautiful when it blooms with a distinctive fragrance on the face All eyes on her Interested and want to have it Thousands of hands approaching Just poke Just looking And not infrequently those who are desperate to pick it She is beautiful and smells good Very valuable to have She's like a flowers Lavender Rose Lily The sun and wind fall in love with them Then the rain doesn't want to lose He drops water as a sacrifice for his love. Flowers must grow Beautiful and fragrant A man's hand is approaching pluck it Take it home ...
" Live by the standards of your obsessions, not your expectations." ~Nurish Hardefty
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