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It's not black & white, It's blooming with color. Complicated and simple at once. The opening of flowers, One by one, Petals falling, Onto stone. We live, we die. The story is what matters. Not the ending. Today may be a page, Possibly a sentence. And tomorrow?
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Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 8:22 AM UTC
April 2020
It's not black & white, It's blooming with color. Complicated and simple at once. The opening of flowers, One by one, Petals falling, Onto stone. We live, we die. The story is what matters. Not the ending. Today may be a page, Possibly a sentence. And tomorrow?
#sick#life#love#grief#spring#death
rose-amberlyn
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rose-amberlyn
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Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 8:22 AM UTC
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