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Jun 2016
Violets of Violet colour reminiscing in the livelihood of the day,  impossible to appear astrayed from each other as they live and grow,  they may.

Each pigment of nature abandons each other at a time,
times which past but years go by.

With water and rays they might Persist In growing,
blindly they dying in their infertile habitat without knowing
Andrew Gelant
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Andrew Gelant  Simon's Town
(Simon's Town)   
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