Friday, January 2, 2015

Flowers of joy.

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Flowers dust the fields like blush across a girl's cheek. 
If you dig a hole into the ground under a field of poppies, 
you would find a girl, your age. 
If you talk to her, you would find that the
sound of her voice is like the smell of roses and lilacs.
She is your friend.

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