
For every star that dies, an angel’s tear falls to earth
New flowers bloom that have no name
These scented beauties never look the same
Their colour and form are undiscovered
Each year they bloom
Waiting to be uncovered…

For every star that dies, an angel’s tear falls to earth
New flowers bloom that have no name
These scented beauties never look the same
Their colour and form are undiscovered
Each year they bloom
Waiting to be uncovered…
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Very poignant and beautiful Anita..xx
Thanks, Sally…
Beautiful!
Thanks..
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