If only I could see a flower with no-mind, I wouldn't lament it's fate.
When the Poet holds the pen only few words are enough to weave so much beauty, unraveling the fundamental truth.
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When the Poet holds the pen only few words are enough to weave so much beauty, unraveling the fundamental truth.