I'm not really sure I ever noted, with such watchful eye, the change in a rose. Old Russelina is wearing her petals a bit lower as she eases some of them down to the ground.
It looks to me, rather poetically, that her friends form her crown.
It looks to me, rather poetically, that her friends form her crown.
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Ah, yes. We share the same admiration!
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