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Last published Thu, Mar 13, 2025
"There are two flowers in a garden.
The one you like, you pick up from the ground to bring it home, but you will watch it slowly die before your eyes.
The one you love, you look at it with love, bringing it water every day, to see it shine under the sunlight, to see its life in its petals, to give it the happiness it deserves.
This, is the love I search."
Found it somewhere in the Internet, I just rewrote it :(
I'm Italian soooo English is not my language, I only write to get better π«Ά
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