It’s always an honor to be featured.
A poem on “Fallen flowers“
Petite petals of Bougainvillea, wild, pink, and purple adorning the silence of a season. She feels everything, but not heavy lying unappreciated on the ground she embroiders a cobble-stoned street.
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