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Jul 2015
The Flower
The flower was there
Most innocently , soft, silky
Full of fragrance.
My mind couldn't hold.
It went over it,
Smelt & erupted in joy.
And the flower whispered:
Enough,
I'm fulfilled.
#whispered #innocently
Written by
M V Jayan
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