Like the first flower which sent you marveling. For me, backyard lilac. In particular, deep purple. This led me to the love of purple in general & to eggplants, specifically. To this day, I love a purple passage in a book. Or poem.
down by the shady spot where we pitched our picnic the small berries and their barbs pinched our butts while we watched the sun go down down down my it was a fun time then when we were ten or so i thought it would be this way forever but berries do not last long after the jam yeah
down by the shady spot where we pitched our picnic the small berries and their barbs pinched our butts while we watched the sun go down down down my it was a fun time then when we were ten or so i thought it would be this way forever but berries do not last long after the jam yeah
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