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East reaches out its petaled fingertips meeting West in the center of the garden. If only we knew then what we know now. Trust the generations. We are here to breathe. And to love.
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Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 8:57 PM UTC
Flower Thieves in Peacetime
East reaches out its petaled fingertips meeting West in the center of the garden. If only we knew then what we know now. Trust the generations. We are here to breathe. And to love.
©Elisa Maria Argiro
FrancescaRegan
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Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 8:57 PM UTC
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