spilled tea. Something soothing about fallen petals. Perhaps, harkens back to Spring singing Autumn Leaves to the future. The silkiness of tulip petals. Of course, their hues beguile.
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Wednesday, April 23, 2025
Nothing like worrying over
spilled tea. Something soothing about fallen petals. Perhaps, harkens back to Spring singing Autumn Leaves to the future. The silkiness of tulip petals. Of course, their hues beguile.
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