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The blossom of our time


I smile at the fall of petals, I laugh as the wind blows the pollens away, where there is fate ,there is destiny, some say it is the fate that when the time is over it will wither, some say its destiny when they turn into brown ragged stems. Many stories are been made on blossom ,many legends were told,many love stories began and ended but the blossom remained unharmed, why is it that when I stand near you the pain of my love appears and the heart feels it. I'm just a mere human we are born once and die once yet you still remain the same standing there in every season,your unconditional beauty never change nor suppressed the nature but enhance the surroundings. We get the shade under you, and the happiness that it gives when the petals fall upon us. My oh my the cheery blossom.

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