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Dried flower of love. What happen to your beautiful color? You came from a precious garden. I chose only the most beautiful one in my eyes. I chose nothing but the best for you. Because that's what you are and always will be.
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 4:02 AM UTC
Red flower
Dried flower of love. What happen to your beautiful color? You came from a precious garden. I chose only the most beautiful one in my eyes. I chose nothing but the best for you. Because that's what you are and always will be.
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 4:02 AM UTC
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