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MYSTERIOUS FLOWERS

In the dessert...
In the Valley...
Yellow sprouted...
What we have only seen is...
Brown...
A little green and...
Snow White...
Now! More Green...
Mysterious yellow flowers that no man planted...
A beautiful aroma...
Nothing like you before came this way...
Noone knows your name...
They just call you...
BEAUTIFUL!
So shall I...
Welcome to...
OUR LAND...
Thank You for sharing...
YOU!
sparrowsong
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Flower Girl...
Surely none as...
BEAUTIFUL AS YOU!
Thank You for your support...
Hugs...
sparrowsong
BEAUTIFUL AS YOU
Thank You For That Lovely Compliment...
We either have it...
OR WE DON'T...
RIGHT?
sparrowsong
MORE HUGS!!
My writings are found between romanticism and the movement sparrowsong, in both demonstrations there is content, knowledge and sanity, two different ways to deal with writing and addressing the challenge of trying to count things.
I can see that the author likes to use the ellipsis, the temple they story could change.
* Flores Raras *
En el postre del verano,
En el valle del amor,
En el amarillo brotado,
En el tiempo que pasĂł.
Moreno,
Un poco verde y,
Blanco como la nieve.
Flores amarillas en el brazo,
Flores misteriosas de dolor,
que ningĂșn hombre ha plantado,
A la sombra de su amor.
Free Translation of a Sparrowsong.