poems for my beloved beloved
good morning steemian friend good morning this morning better than yesterday morning!
Oh Flower
The colors you see in the city
Do not get tired of people passing by you
Little grasses grow around you
A close intimate atmosphere takes place in your nature
Now the more radiant the color of the flower
As if being a silent witness to the story of the rug
It was so pleasing to me that I felt so much
It smelled fragrantly
Elegant face immediately wake up the soul
When the human child is making love
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