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Dec 2018
And as I sleep,
in bed of pedals I dream...

Of dancing to the music of the wind.
Of standing tall like tree with power and grace.
Of being set free with fragrance strong to enhance noses.
Of sinking into my pedal bed
and become a blossoming flower.

A flower that is child of Mother Gia,
who loves all
Inspired by Muna Thank you
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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