magnolia tree

right outside our tiny refuge lives a magnolia tree strong and beautiful blossoming only for a handful of days we find its beauty in pastel colors so brief yet breathtaking to be adored year after year without fail only in the perfect spot will a magnolia thrive, your grandma says how do you know whether you've found it?, i ask you don't until you plant it, you answer

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