by RiverMaya
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As an admirer of flowers and amateur gardener - some survive a second year - your description took my like a breeze to this garden, go through the grass like a playful gust and like the lull of the wind hold still to see that moment the seed is sown for his blossom of love, for his love to bloom.
And, oh, what a melancholic moment at the end!
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