if i could
i would kiss the bud you came from.
thank the sunlight that touched you.
save the soil you grew from.
a blossom that never stops blooming
k.h.
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if i could
i would kiss the bud you came from.
thank the sunlight that touched you.
save the soil you grew from.
a blossom that never stops blooming
k.h.
