Life is a Savage Garden

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Greetings to all the beautiful people around! Here are tales of a garden that just happens to be! Presenting the Chronicles of the South, where the stars and the moon dance their way through the Southern Hemisphere. And lines that may come to rhyme to be a poem...

Flowers


Sure life ain't just hearts and flowers... but you can't help trying... Try try try until you die.

I have my gerbera outside. ain't totally white, it's a bit of a greenish.
then i have a green glaieul too outside, it got stained because of heavy rains. pushing the curtains, i try to watch my jasmines, they're good but you kinda have to try hard to know how good it smells.
funny rain! summer rains!
can't hate them either...

oh.. little word by world.
was reading yesterday's news... i never do that. but oye! where are we headed?
they opened out a woman's womb to see the baby? i know. hard words. but it's exactly what the criminals said.

let me stay with the flowers.


oh this pink little sweetheart! they fade in a day



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