Jul 2016
A Flower Sings
Of
A Rolling flame,
The River where it touches,
The beaches where it tosses,
A Flower Sings Of A
Black night
Radiating in blissful myths
A Flower Sings.
Of
A Rolling flame,
The River where it touches,
The beaches where it tosses,
A Flower Sings Of A
Black night
Radiating in blissful myths
A Flower Sings.
Flower, Nature, Beauty, Sings, Radiate
(lagos,nigeria)
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