..the fragrance of fresh blossoms
..hang the body over the window
.. when the sun shines bright
..hopeless has become a bough of floral
Sighs reaching out from the grave of dead desires
..frightened is each and every blossom
..looking at the luscious harvest of blossoms
..crossed is the river of fire
..reactions are genuine risen from passion
.what is so amazing is
Success comes only from zeal
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