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Laszlo, I can only apologise for having passed over this write. Ā It was a beautifulĀ tale, and gave me tingles towards the end. Ā The opening lines were so movingĀ 

SheĀ is a flower lady, a forgotten child of the evening.
EvenĀ if she was known once by a name,

no-oneĀ remembers that now...nobody cares.

OnĀ the corner of Hope and Inspiration, she sells flowers.

A delightful opening, (particularly the line highlighted) to a delightful write. Ā A vote from me. Ā A worthy nomination Laszlo and I look forward to reading more of your work :)

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