04.May.18


Searching for felicity sith the beginning, heart oft looks to the sky whilst eyes look more so nigh.

Even if illumination was a parsec away, spirit would still prompt the self to be on the way.

Close to the feet, a golden flower blooms bright, though tritanomaly could hue it rosen light.

Petals’ dew flocculates before fall to the ground, but pistil and stamen emit happi-sense to be found. ; )

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