Whimsical were the flowers
Their long eye lashes curling up in the wind.
With every delight, they played
Their music
Their listeners, the Earth
They
kept
On
Playing
Until the moon told them it was night time
And they faded.
Jun 15, 2012
Jun 15, 2012 at 4:10 PM UTC
Whimsical were the flowers
Their long eye lashes curling up in the wind.
With every delight, they played
Their music
Their listeners, the Earth
They
kept
On
Playing
Until the moon told them it was night time
And they faded.
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