Some flowers stay on to sleep in peace with death on graves, gravestones. Some dance with the wind and shine with the sun to lose their foothold and fall to the ground. Some dream of being buds, drenching in rain, soaking a bit of the sky stay a little longer. Some stand like pillar in a lover's grip allowing love to bless or reel in dejection. A few crown the beauty of maidens on earth adding eyes to passers by or touching a lover's heart.
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