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The picturesque days
when all you can think of are the quint
distant memories that have yet to come into play an idealized world surrounded with the fragrant essence of flowers, where every corner is filled with beauty and every inch is confronted with idyllic sense of contiguity
When the broken rose petals have been repaired and all else is rectified
This, is my escape
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A/N This is a piece from my book I'm working on, "Beyond the Withered."
Hopefully everyone is doing okay with the whole Coronavirus going around. Please keep safe! 💜
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