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Nov 2018
The puffs.
Those mini puffs.
Then round, yellow, mini puffs.
Making things seem happy.
Making things smelll nice.
Making things simple and beautiful.
Tickling when touched.
Teaching us about love,
Warmth and family.
Round, puffy, fuzzy, yellow and petable
Yet tiny:
The yellow baby mums.
Toxic yeti
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Toxic yeti  29/F/Almonte
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