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Post by Admin on Aug 7, 2013 20:12:05 GMT
The Sun en lights my garden With each smile of a child worry less and so Arden are their innocent lives
Love touch everyone alike jumping from rose to carnation inspiring every day and night in the passionate sensations
The thorns comes in this hour's hurting the Gardner heart whose blood feed the flowers inspired beauty in nature arts
The tears of my heart sadness are the dew for my garden roses exuding perfumes to heal madness pleasing the ones into poetry
Maria© 2013
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